I suppose all this sounds very crazy — all these terrible emotions always do sound foolish when we put them into our inadequate words. They are not meant to be spoken — only felt and endured.

Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them," exclaimed Anne.

It's not what the world holds for you. It's what you bring to it.

Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.

As she walked along she dramatized the night. There was about it a wild, lawless charm that appealed to a certain wild, lawless strain hidden deep in Emily’s nature—the strain of the gypsy and the poet, the genius and the fool.

I love bright red drinks, don’t you? They taste twice as good as any other color.

There's such a lot of different Annes in me. I sometimes think that is why I'm such a troublesome person. If I was just the one Anne it would be ever so much more comfortable, but then it wouldn't be half so interesting.