How beautiful it was, lying embowered in the twilight of the old trees; the tops of the loftiest sources came out in purple silhouette against the north-western sky of rose and amber; down behind it t...
He makes up the most remarkable yarns - and then his mother shuts him up in the closet for telling stories. And he sits down and makes up another one, and has it ready to relate to her when she lets h...
Green Gables has been translated into Swedish and Dutch. My copy of the Swedish edition always gives me the inestimable boon of a laugh. The cover design is a full length figure of Anne, wearing a sun...
Gilbert stretched himself out on the ferns beside the Bubble and lookedapprovingly at Anne. If Gilbert had been asked to describe his idealwoman the description would have answered point for point to...
Freedom and independence were all very well, but one should not be a little fool.
For, disguise the fact as we will, when friends, even the closest—perhaps the more because of that very closeness—meet again after a separation there is always a chill, lesser or greater, of change. N...
For the next fortnight Anne writhed or reveled, according to mood, in her literary pursuits. Now she would be jubilant over a brilliant idea, now despairing because some contrary character would NOT b...
Excuse me, said Mr. Meredith, as it it did not matter much. He turned up the marriage service and got through with it, but the bride never felt quite properly married for the rest of her life.
Even when I'm alone, I have real good company - dreams and imaginations and pretendings.
Emotion shook Rilla from head to foot. Joy—happiness—sorrow—fear—every passion that had wrung her heart in those four long years seemed to surge up in her soul for a moment as the deeps of being were...
Dearly beloved, said Peter, my sermon is about the bad place—in short, about hell. An electric shock seemed to run through the audience. Everybody looked suddenly alert. Peter had, in one sentence, do...
Cornelia's comfortable, matronly figure was making its way towards the village of Glen St. Mary. Miss Cornelia was rightfully Mrs. Marshall Elliott, and had been Mrs. Marshall Elliott for thirteen yea...
But would you believe it? I couldn’t remember one word when I woke up this morning. And I’m afraid I’ll never be able to think out another one as good. Somehow, things never are so good when they’re t...
But she had long ago learned that when she wandered into the realm of fancy she must go alone. The way to it was by an enchanted path where not even her dearest might follow her.
But play the game of life according to the rules. You might as well, because you can't cheat life in the end.
But it was a happy and beautiful bride who came down the old, homespun-carpeted stairs that September noon - the first bride of Green Gables, slender and shining-eyed, in the mist of her maiden veil,...
But heaven won't be like church—all the time, said Anne. I hope it ain't, said Davy emphatically. If it is I don't want to go. Church is awful dull. Anyway, I don't mean to go for ever so long. I mean...
Before this war is over,' [Walter] said - or something said through his lips - 'every man and woman and child in Canada will feel it - you, Mary, will feel it - feel it to your heart's core. You will...
Anne: But have you ever noticed one encouraging thing about me, Marilla? I never make the same mistake twice.Marilla: I don't know as that's much benefit when you're always making new ones.
Anne, said Leslie, breaking abruptly a short silence, you don’t know how GOOD it is to be sitting here with you again — working — and talking — and being silent together.