Diana Barry: A hero is a person and that person can be any person.
Diana Barry: Prissy, you leave me breathless, Marry me, or I shall die choking on my love for you to the end! Will you have me, my dearest Ruby?
Diana Barry: Sad and Handsome.
Diana Barry: They’re just boys being boys, They love to torment our lives out.
Diana Barry: We can each have a part. Anne Shirley: And it will only be whole when we’re together.
Diana Barry: I’m free to be a girl! Mother says there’s plenty of time to become a lady. And at least for little while longer we can play!
Diana Barry: It takes imagination to believe in such a thing. Your imagination is a gift, Anne, something that can’t be learned.
Diana Barry: Anne, please take your nose out of that book and help me here.
Diana Barry: It doesn’t matter what the other girls think, Ruby, it matters what you think. And I, for one, think Anne is marvellous and brave.
Anne Shirley: Isn’t it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet? There must be a limit to the mistakes one person can make. I wanna get to the end of them, then I’ll be through with them. That’s a very comforting thought. Diana Barry: Don’t worry, I’m(…)
Diana Barry: That’s Prissy Andrews and the teacher, Mr. Phillips. Anne Shirley: Are they married? Diana Barry: Of course not. She’s a student and he’s… old. They’re touching! Anne Shirley: They must be making a baby. Diana Barry: What?! Anne Shirley: Well, if they’re touching, that means they’re having intimate relations. Diana Barry: Really? Anne(…)