Caleb: There were no F names in the Bible so Ma named him Frankincense because he smelled so sweet.
Rev. Elcott: Sounds like Pansy has the croup.
Liza: Doesn't it do anything but snow up here? We've had a blizzard every day for the past two months. I'm going crazy, shut up in this house.
Gideon: I guess I got the beginnings.
Mrs. Bixby: My window.
Milly: Raise your hat. What's the matter, Caleb?
Caleb: My hair ain't combed.
Dorcas: I've always wanted to be a June Bride... and have a baby right off, in the spring maybe.
Caleb: Can't make no vows to a herd of cows.
Adam: Well, Pa used to say love is kind of like the measles. You only get it once. The older you are, the tougher it goes.
Adam: What do you call her?
Milly: I was thinking of some name like Hannah or Hagar or Hephzibah, picking up where your mother left off.
Adam: I got to thinking up at the cabin, about the baby. How I'd feel if someone came creeping in and carried her off. I'd string him up the nearest tree. I'd shoot him down as I would a thieving fox.