Anne: Will you swear to be my friend forever and ever?
Diana: Why it's dreadfully wicked to swear.
Anne: Oh no, not my kind of swearing. There are two kinds, you know.
Diana: Well, I don't mind doing that. How do you do it?
Anne: We must join hands--so. It ought to be over running water. We'll just imagine this path is running water. I'll repeat the oath first. I solemnly swear to be faithful to my bosom friend, Diana Barry, as long as the sun and moon shall endure. Now you say it and put my name in.
Diana: *repeats oath* You're a queer girl, Anne. I heard before that you were queer. But I believe I'm going to like you real well.
Look at that sea, girls—all silver and shadow and vision of things not seen. We couldn’t enjoy its loveliness any more if we had millions of dollars and ropes of diamonds.
