Oh, sometimes I think it is of no use to make friends. They only go out of your life after awhile and leave a hurt that is worse than the emptiness before they came.

That is one consolation when you are poor—there are so many more things you can imagine about.

Saying one's prayers isn't exactly the same thing as praying.

Of all the uncertain things marriage is the uncertainest.

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.

Do you know what I think Mayflowers are, Marilla? I think they must be the souls of the flowers that died last summer, and this is their heaven.

Dear old world', she murmured, 'you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.