Behind them in the garden the little stone house brooded among the shadows. It was lonely but not forsaken. It had not yet done with dreams and laughter and the joy of life; there were to be future summers for the little stone house; meanwhile, it could wait. And over the river in purple durance the echoes bided their time.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryIt's fun to be almost grown up in some ways, but it's not the kind of fun I expected, Marilla. There's so much to learn and do and think that there isn't time for big words.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryI wonder why people so commonly suppose that if two individuals are both writers they must therefore be hugely congenial.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryShe had...the glimmerings of a sense of humour - which is simply another name for a sense of the fitness of things.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryYou'd find it easier to be bad than good if you had red hair." โ Anne Shirley
Lucy Maud MontgomeryAnneโs horizons had closed in since the night she had sat there after coming home from Queenโs; but if the path set before her feet was to be narrow she knew that flowers of quiet happiness would bloom along it. The joys of sincere work and worthy aspiration and congenial friendship were to be hers; nothing could rob her of her birthright of fancy or her ideal world of dreams. And there was always the bend in the road!
Lucy Maud Montgomery