Anneโs horizons had closed in since the night she had sat there after coming home from Queenโs; but if the path set before her feet was to be narrow she knew that flowers of quiet happiness would bloom along it. The joys of sincere work and worthy aspiration and congenial friendship were to be hers; nothing could rob her of her birthright of fancy or her ideal world of dreams. And there was always the bend in the road!
Lucy Maud Montgomeryโฆalways felt the pain of her friends so keenly that she could not speak easy, fluent words of comforting. Besides, she remembered how well-meant speeches had hurt her in her own sorrow and was afraid.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryBlessings be the inventor of the alphabet, pen and printing press! Life would be -- to me in all events -- a terrible thing without books.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryThere be three gentle and goodlie things, To be here, To be together, And to think well of one another.
Lucy Maud Montgomery