"Oh, Miss Cuthbert, did you really say that perhaps you would let me stay at Green Gables? Did you really say it? Or did I only imagine that you did?" "I've never belonged to anyone before, but now I am Anne of Green Gables. And oh, it's a million times nicer to be Anne of Green Gables than Anne of nowhere in particular, isn't it?" "Mind, Matthew, you're not to go interfering. Perhaps an old maid doesn't know much about bringing up a child, but I guess she knows more than an old bachelor."
"What do you do, Marilla, when you meet with an irresistible temptation?" "Isn't it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it?" "You see before you a perfectly happy person...in spite of my red hair. Just at present I have a soul above red hair."
"What is Diana like? Her hair isn't red, is it? It's bad enough to have red hair myself, but I positively couldn't endure it in a bosom friend!" "You'd be excited too if you were going to meet the girl you hoped to be your bosom friend and whose mother mightn't like you." "I solemnly swear to be faithful to my bosom friend, Diana Barry, as long as the sun and the moon shall endure."
"That's Gilbert Blythe. He's awfully handsome, isn't he Anne? He just torments our lives out." "A strawberry apple and from Gilbert's orchard." "Rachel has a note for you, Anne."
"You should see me run, Anne! I'm the fastest boy in the Primer class now." "I caught the best jumping frog in Avonlea! He's real big, and I named him after you, Anne!" "I consider it my duty to root out all evil passions from the hearts of small imperfect mortals."
"Will you stop that sniveling and get back to your sums!" "Hey, Carrots! Carrots! I could do the multiplication tables by counting your freckles." "You mean, hateful boy! How dare you!"
"Anne Shirley has a very bad temper. Anne Shirley must learn to control her temper." "Oh, please, don't make Anne sit next to Gilbert." "Anne jumped right outa her seat, upped with a slate, brought it down on Gilbert's head an' cracked it clear across."
"I'm awfully sorry I made fun of your hair, Anne. Honest I am. Don't be mad at me for keeps." "I shall never be friends with you, Gilbert Blythe, and I don't want to be!" "Oh Diana, does your mother realize what it would mean to me to have my bosom friend torn asunder? My love for you is inextinguishable."
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