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 MontgomeryIt's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we knew all about everything, would it?
Lucy Maud MontgomeryI wonder what a soulโฆa person's soulโฆwould look like,' said Priscilla dreamily. 'Like that, I should think,' answered Anne, pointing to a radiance of sifted sunlight streaming through a birch tree. 'Only with shape and features of course. I like to fancy souls as being made of light. And some are all shot through with rosy stains and quiversโฆand some have a soft glitter like moonlight on the seaโฆand some are pale and transparent like mist at dawn.
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