“You 're not eating anything,” said Marilla sharply, eying her as if it were a serious shortcoming. Anne sighed. “I can 't. I'm in the depths of despair. Can you eat when you are in the depths of despair?”

Nobody whom this war has touched will ever be happy again in quite the same way. But it will be a better happiness, I think, little sister - a happiness we've earned.

Ruby Gillis thinks of nothing but young men, and the older she gets the worse she is. Young men are all very well in their place, but it doesn't do to drag them into everything, does it?

We ought always to try to influence others for good.

When people ask me what on earth I want to keep two cats for I tell them I keep them to do my resting for me.

It is when my umbrella turns inside out that I am convinced of the total depravity of inanimate things.

Poor soul, she always knew everything about her neighbors, but she never was very well acquainted with herself.