- Anne Shirley: Please, please forgive me.
- Anne Shirley: If you refuse it will be a lifelong sorrow to me. You wouldn't want to inflict a lifelong sorrow on a poor little orphan, would you?
- Anne Shirley: I read in a book once that a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, but I've never been able to believe it. I don't think a rose would be as nice if it were called a thistle or a skunk cabbage.