Jane's stories are extremely sensible. Then Diana puts too many murders into hers. She says most of the time she doesn't know what to do with the people so she kills them off to get rid of them.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryPerhaps, after all, romance did not come into oneโs life with pomp and blare, like a gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept to oneโs side like an old friend through quiet ways; perhaps it revealed itself in seeming prose, until some sudden shaft of illumination flung athwart its pages betrayed the rhythm and the music, perhaps . . . perhaps . . . love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryPlum puffs can't minister to a mind diseased or a world that's crumbling to pieces
Lucy Maud MontgomeryShe had dreamed some brilliant dreams during the past winter and now they lay in the dust around her. In her present mood of self-disgust, she could not immediately begin dreaming again. And she discovered that, while solitude with dreams is glorious, solitude without them has few charms.
Lucy Maud Montgomery