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 MontgomeryI hate to lend a book I love...it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.
Lucy Maud Montgomeryit would be lovely to sleep in a wild cherry-tree all white with bloom in the moonshine
Lucy Maud MontgomeryHow sadly things had changed since she had sat there the night after coming home! Then she had been full of hope and joy and the future had looked rosy with promise. Anne felt as if she had lived years since then, but before she went to bed there was a smile on her lips and peace in her heart. She had looked her duty courageously in the face and found it a friend--as duty ever is when we meet it frankly.
Lucy Maud Montgomery