“One can always find something lovely to look at or listen to,' said Anne.”

“How sympathetic you look, Anne…as sympathetic as only seventeen can look.”

“People who are different from other people are always called peculiar,' said Anne.”

“I wonder if it will be—can be—any more beautiful than this,’ murmured Anne, looking around her with the loving, enraptured eyes of those to whom ‘home’ must always be the loveliest spot in the world, no matter what fairer lands may lie under alien stars.”

“That's a lovely idea, Diana,' said Anne enthusiastically. 'Living so that you beautify your name, even if it wasn't beautiful to begin with…making it stand in people's thoughts for something so lovely and pleasant that they never think of it by itself.”

“…I think,' concluded Anne, hitting on a very vital truth, 'that we always love best the people who need us.”

“Words aren't made — they grow,' said Anne.”