I caught part of Anne of Green Gables the other night. It was on from midnight to 5am, so I didn't watch all of it. But what I saw was about a thousand times funnier (in a witty, dry sense of humor) than I'd remembered. What a little drama queen, but still she is endearing! The way she always says "Anne with an E" and the way she hates her red hair... hilarious! She reminded me a bit of my friend Sarah Bliss, who would never simply call something "good," but "exquisite." The more poetic or tragic you could make it sound, the better. I kinda loved that about her, though! Her emails were always a treat.
Anyway, I especially loved Anne's overdone and insincere apology to Rachel. Certain things I remembered correctly, like Matthew reminding me of Grandad. But it's interesting how differently you see things as a child. (Like thinking Marilla was coldhearted, Matthew and Marilla were married, Gilbert was a jerk, and Anne was not at all overdramatic. False.) If you've seen the movie, that might make sense to you.
Anyway, here are some of my favorite quotes...
Marilla: I'm not suffering for company, particularly a girl who prattles on without stopping for breath! She's no good for us. She has to go straight back where she came from.
Matthew: Well, we might be of some good to her. :)
Anne: You don't want me? You don't want me because I'm not a boy? Nobody ever did want me. I might have known this was all too beautiful to be true.
Marilla: Come, come, now. Don't cry. It is not your fault.
Anne: This is just the most tragical thing that has ever happened to me.
Marilla: Well, what's your name?
Anne: Would you please call me Cordelia?
Marilla: Call you Cordelia??
Anne: Don't you think it's a pretty name?
Marilla: Is that your name?
Anne: Well, no, it's not exactly my name, though I would love to be called Cordelia.
Marilla: I don't understand what you mean.
Anne: Cordelia is a perfectly elegant name.
Marilla: What is your name, child? And no more nonsense.
Anne: Anne Shirley. Plain old unromantic Anne Shirley.
Marilla: Anne Shirley is a fine and sensible name, and hardly one to be ashamed of.
Anne: Oh, I'm not ashamed, but if you are going to call me Anne, would you please be sure to spell it with an "e".
Marilla: What difference does it make how it is spelled?
Anne: It makes a lot of difference. Print out "A-n-n" and it looks absolutely dreadful, but Anne with an "e" is quite distinguished. So if you'll only call me Anne with an "e", I'll try and reconcile myself to not being called Cordelia.
Marilla: Very well then, Anne, with an "e", how is it that you happened to be brought and not a boy?
Anne: If I were very beautiful and had nut-brown hair, would you keep me?
Marilla: No. We have absolutely no use for a girl. Well, don't stand there gaping. Come along; bring your bag. Now that you're here, I suppose we'll have to put you somewhere tonight. Take off your hat. You must be hungry.
Anne: I can't eat. I can never eat when I'm in the depths of despair.
Mrs. Cadbury: Tell me what you know about yourself.
Anne: Well, it really isn't worth telling, Mrs. Cadbury... but if you let me tell you what I imagine about myself, you'd find it a lot more interesting. lolol
Anne: Please don't come in, Marilla. I'm in the depths of despair!
Marilla: Oh, fiddlesticks!
Anne: Can't you even imagine you're in the depths of despair?
Marilla: No I cannot. To despair is to turn your back on God.
Marilla: Weren't you taught to say your prayers?
Anne: Well, Mrs. Hammond told me that God made my hair red on purpose, and I've never cared for Him since. LOL
Anne: Farewell, my beloved friend. Henceforth, we must be strangers living side by side... but my heart will be ever faithful to thee. [forbidden to see Diana]
Anne: I know I chatter on far too much... but if you only knew how many things I want to say and don't, you'd give me some credit.
Anne: Laura Spencer is giving a comic recitation, but I prefer to make people cry.
Anne: I shall never forgive Gilbert Blythe. The iron has entered my soul, Diana. My mind is made up. My red hair is a curse! [for calling her "Carrots"]
Gilbert: Look, I’m sorry I ever said anything about your hair. You have no idea how sorry. But it was so long ago. Aren’t you ever going to forgive me?
Anne: You hurt my feelings excruciatingly.
Anne: Look at that. [sunset] You couldn't enjoy its loveliness more if you had ropes of diamonds.
Diana: I don't know about that.
Anne: Wilt thou please give me a lock of your jet black tresses?
Diana: But I don't have any jet black dresses.
Anne: ...your hair.
Matthew: Puffed sleeves. (complimenting her on the fancy new dress he'd bought her.)
Anne: The puffiest! :)
Matthew: Mrs. Spencer made a lucky mistake, I guess.
Marilla: It wasn't luck, Matthew, it was providence. He knew we needed her!
Anne: Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
=)
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