Nasturtiums, who colored you, you wonderful, glowing things? You must have been fashioned out of summer sunsets.

The body grows slowly and steadily but the soul grows by leaps and bounds. It may come to its full stature in an hour.

Here sat Marilla Cuthbert, when she sat at all, slightly distrustful of sunshine, which seemed to her too dancing and irresponsible a thing for a world which was meant to be taken seriously.

Wouldn't it be nice if roses could talk? I'm sure they could tell us such lovely things.

There are plenty of people, in Avonlea and out of it, who can attend closely to their neighbours' business by dint of neglecting their own; but Mrs. Rachel Lynde was one of those capable creatures who can manage their own concerns and those of other folks into the bargain.

Anne laughed and sighed. She felt very old and mature and wise — which showed how young she was.

That's all the freedom we canhope for - the freedom to choose our prison. [...]