Anne Shirley: My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes. That's a sentence I read once and I say it over to comfort myself in these times that try the soul.

 

Anne Shirley: This is the most tragical thing that has ever happened to me.

 

Marilla Cuthbert: I'm afraid for her, Matthew. She'll be gone so long. She'll get terrible lonesome.
Matthew Cuthbert: You mean, we'll get terrible lonesome.
Marilla Cuthbert: I can't help wishing that she'd stayed a little girl.
Matthew Cuthbert: Mrs. Spencer made a lucky mistake, I guess.
Marilla Cuthbert: It wasn't luck; it was Providence. He knew we needed her.
Matthew Cuthbert: Even with her queer little ways.
Marilla Cuthbert: I loved her for them.

 

Aunt Josephine: Make a little room in your plans for romance again, Anne, girl. All the degrees and scholarships in the world can't make up for the lack of it.

 

Gilbert Blythe: Psst! Carrots! Carrots!

 

[Gilbert finds Anne clinging to the post under a bridge]
Gilbert Blythe: Anne Shirley. What in heck are you doing here?
Anne Shirley: [trying to be diganified] Fishing. For lake trout.

Gilbert Blythe: For lake trout?

Anne Shirley: [nods head]

 

Gilbert Blythe: Well, I figured you can give me a hand with my work, and we'll call it a fair exchange.
Anne Shirley: Aren't you worried? I'm liable to break another slate over your head.
Gilbert Blythe: I'm more worried I might break one over yours, carrots.

 

Gilbert Blythe: What are you thinking?
Anne Shirley: I'm afraid to speak or move for fear that all this wonderful beauty will just vanish... like a broken silence.

 

Anne Shirley: You just think that you love me.
Gilbert Blythe: Anne, I've loved you as long as I can remember. I need you.

 

[Anne is deeply depressed, and Marilla tries to cheer her up by offering her some homemade plum puffs]
Anne Shirley: Plum puffs won't minister to a mind diseased in a world that's crumbled into pieces.
Marilla Cuthbert: Well I'm glad to see that your dented spirits haven't injured your tongue.

 

[Rachel and Marilla discuss Anne]
Rachel Lynde: It's to your credit you changed her as much as you did.
Marilla Cuthbert: Ooo, she hasn't changed that much... not really. It's US that's changed, Rachel.

 

Anne Shirley: Why do people have to grow up and marry, change?
Gilbert Blythe: Oh, you'd change. If someone ever admitted that they were head over heels for you, you'd be swept off your feet in a moment.
Anne Shirley: I would not, and I defy anyone who would try and make me change.
Gilbert Blythe: You do?

 

Gilbert Blythe: Don't get up on your high horse with me, Anne Shirley!

 

Minnie May Barry: Did you know Gilbert Blythe was dying?

 

Gilbert Blythe: Anne, There's not going to be any wedding anymore... I called it off. It wouldn't be fair to Christine. There would never be anyone for me but you.

 

Anne Shirley: I don't want marble halls and sunbursts, all I want is you.