Everything I do gets me or my dearest friends into a scrape.

We've gone and lost your father's flat, Diana, and I have a presentiment that we'll not be allowed to row on the pond any more." Anne's presentiment proved more trustworthy than presentiments are apt to do.

Great was the consternation in the Barry and Cuthbert households when the events of the afternoon became known.
"Will you ever have any sense, Anne ?" groaned Marilla.
"Oh, yes, I think I will, Marilla," returned Anne optimistically.

A good cry, indulged in the grateful solitude of the east gable, had soothed her nerves and restored her to her wonted cheerfulness.

"I think my prospects of becoming sensible are brighter now than ever." "I don't see how," said Marilla.
"Well," explained Anne, "I've learned a new and valuable lesson today.
Ever since I came to Green Gables I've been making mistakes, and each mistake has helped to cure me of some great shortcoming.