I'd like to add some beauty to life," said Anne dreamily. "I don't exactly want to make people KNOW more... though I know that IS the noblest ambition... but I'd love to make them have a pleasanter time because of me... to have some little joy or happy thought that would never have existed if I hadn't been born.

Rilla's heart skipped a beat — or, if that be a physiological impossibility, she thought it did.

I'm afraid to speak or move for fear that all this wonderful beauty will just vanish... like a broken silence.

You're never safe from being surprised until you're dead.

I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn't it?

You must pay the penalty of growing-up, Paul. You must leave fairyland behind you.

I wish every one in the world was as warm and sheltered as we are tonight.