I am simply a book drunkard.

She wanted to be alone - to think things out - to adjust herself, if it were possible, to the new world in which she seemed to have been transplanted with a suddenness and completeness that left her half bewildered to her own identity.

Anne was always glad in the happiness of her friends; but it is sometimes a little lonely to be surrounded everywhere by happiness that is not your own.

There is no use in loving things if you have to be torn from them, is there? And it's so hard to keep from loving things, isn't it?

They keep coming up new all the time - things to perplex you, you know. You settle one question and there's another right after. There are so many things to be thought over and decided when you're beginning to grow up. It keeps me busy all the time thinking them over and deciding what's right. It's a serious thing to grow up, isn't it, Marilla?

Mrs. Lynde says, 'Blessed are they who expect nothing for they shall not be disappointed.

Who would endure life if it were not for the hope of death?