Heretics are wicked, but they're mighty int'resting. It's jest that they've got sorter lost looking for God, being under the impression that He's hard to find - which He ain't never.

We belong to the race that knows Joseph

Mrs. Spencer said it was wicked of me to talk like that, but I didn’t mean to be wicked. It’s so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn’t it?

No use in taking a cat's opinion of a dog.

But I just went to work and imagined that I had on the most beautiful pale blue silk dress - because when you are imagining you might as well imagine something worth while.

But really, Marilla, one can't stay sad very long in such an interesting world, can one?

Facts are stubborn things, but, as some one has wisely said, not half so stubborn as fallacies.