Castles in the sky...

She was building a castle in air -- a wondrous mansion whose sunlit courts and stately halls were steeped in Araby's perfume, and where she reigned queen and chatelaine."


Oh, how castles made of clouds soon crumble and fall...

GILBERT: You'll marry, alright. Some fool who will sit and read Tennyson by firelight, no doubt. Build you your castles in the sky. I know you.


ANNE: Please, Gil, I don't mean to hurt you. But you'll see I'm right by and by when you fall for someone else.


GILBERT: You haven't hurt me, really. It's just that I fool myself into thinking that you loved me, that's all.


ANNE: Gil, please.


GILBERT: I hope he breaks your heart, whoever he is.


ANNE: You don't under--


GILBERT: Then maybe you'll come to your senses.


And will there be a Prince Charming left to pick up the tattered remains...or did he also dissipate in a brilliant sunburst of folly and foolishness?

Amidst the fairie queens, damsels in white veils, and princes with charming smiles, don't forget to look right under your nose... Often reality, given the chance, can be just as beautiful as fantasy.


ANNE: No. It's just that I went looking for my ideals outside of myself. I discovered it's not what the world holds for you, it's what you bring to it. The dreams dearest to my heart are right here.


GILBERT: Well, I hope you keep on dreaming. It will be three years before I finish medical school, and even then, there won't be any diamond sunbursts or marble halls.


ANNE: I don't want any sunbursts or marble halls. I just want you.


Yes, just as beautiful. Perhaps even more so.

*Quotes in italics courtesy of the book Anne of the Island and the script of Anne of Green Gables: The Sequel