As she walked along she dramatized the night. There was about it a wild, lawless charm that appealed to a certain wild, lawless strain hidden deep in Emilyโs natureโthe strain of the gypsy and the poet, the genius and the fool.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryWhy did dusk and fir-scent and the afterglow of autumnal sunsets make people say absurd things?
Lucy Maud MontgomeryLook at that sea, girls--all silver and shadow and vision of things not seen. We couldn't enjoy its loveliness any more if we had millions of dollars and ropes of diamonds.
Lucy Maud Montgomery