"I feel I have humiliated myself to the very dust. Today, Anthony Pye put a mouse in my desk and I flew into a temper and whipped him."

"You take things too much to heart, Anne. This day is done and there's a new one coming tomorrow, with no mistakes in it, as you used to say yourself. You'll see if a good cup of tea and those plum puffs I made won't hearten you up."

"Plum puffs won't minister to a diseased mind."

"Can I take those books for you, teacher?"

"He told me he believes Anne has some good teaching in her after all, even if she is a girl. Said the whaling she gave him was just as good as a man's."

"It's a letter from the children's uncle. He's sick and wants to know if we can take them til the fall...

"Davy, what's that on your mouth? It's jam, isn't it? And you were told not to eat any of the plum preserves."

"Say Anne, is there really plenty of preserves in heaven like it says in the catechism?

"Oh, Davy, there's nothing like that in the catechism."

"But I tell you there is. It was in that question, 'Why should we love God?' It says, 'Because He makes us preserves, and redeems us.' "

"Davy, there's a certain comma in the catechism that makes a great deal of difference in the meaning. God makes us (comma) preserves us (comma) and redeems us."

"Well, I thought it was too good to be true. 'Sides, I didn't see when God would find time to make jam if it's one endless Sabbath day, as the hymn says."

"I'd like to go to your kind of heaven, Anne, if they'd let me play a mouth organ instead of a harp."

"He makes us preserves and redeems us!"

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