- Rachel Lynde: [threatening the school board] Need I remind you that I'm the only one privy to your outrage after the demonstration? That's right. Only me. And I'd be happy to talk about that to every soul in town, every day, for the next 10 years. Or until you die, whichever comes first. This is a promise. While denial is your forte, spreading news convincingly and relentlessly is mine.
- Mr. Rose: A thoughtful man with an eye to the future is a needle in a haystack. And as I mentioned that fine day at the fair: if my daughter is happy, then so am I So if you're awaiting my blessing, son it's granted.
- Miss Stacy: Why would I stay and live my life around people frozen in time? You can't make a teacher feel less welcome than burning down her school. Come to think of it, what took them so long?
- Sebastian 'Bash' Lacroix: [with his distinctive Jamaican accent] Wouldn't know anything about not feeling welcome in a place.
- Anne Shirley-Cuthbert: [sitting down for a heart-to-heart] I was a child yesterday, and now feel I'm being asked to explain the rest of my life on a ticking clock! If I make the wrong decision, I've either ruined my life or his. In books, characters just know. But this feels like something that I can't quite grasp. Does that mean I don't love him?
- Josephine Barry: I've never bought into that "you just know" notion. Love is a tricky thing. Sometimes it feels like an undeniable force that hits between the eyes and doesn't let up. Other times, it's malleable, questionable. It's truth hidden in and amongst external obstacles and internal circumstances that've formed who you are, what you expect in the world, and how you can accept love. Oh to say the least, it's complicated. And if a mind's abuzz with pressure and deadlines and "what if this and that," I imagine love's truth would be a near-impossible thing to feel. I wonder if, when all's quiet in your mind, you'll find your answer.
- Anne Shirley-Cuthbert: And what if by then it's too late? I suppose I'll have my tragical romance after all.
- Minnie May Barry: [crying bitterly to Diana] "Why can't you be more like your sister, Minnie May?"Well, I don't want to! And you don't even want to be like you! You just pretend. But pretending is lying! And lying's bad!
- Jane Andrews: The exams are tomorrow, and all she can do is turn geometric shapes into hearts.
- Ruby Gillis: Who says that being romantic is any less respectable than being studious? Ask Gilbert. He's the most studious and he's romantic.
- Diana Barry: Oh, Anne. Who knew that life could be so... momentous? A morning can start off like any other, but by nightfall, things have occurred that could change a course forever.