You never know what peace is until you walk on the shores or in the fields or along the winding red roads of Prince Edward Island in a summer twilight when the dew is falling and the old stars are peeping out and the sea keeps its mighty tryst with the little land it loves. You find your soul then. You realize that youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryHeretics are wicked, but they're mighty int'resting. It's jest that they've got sorter lost looking for God, being under the impression that He's hard to find - which He ain't never.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryWhen twilight drops her curtain down And pins it with a star Remember that you have a friend Though she may wander far.
Lucy Maud Montgomery