The woods call to us with a hundred voices, but the sea has one only โ a mighty voice that drowns our souls in its majestic music. The woods are human, but the sea is of the company of the archangels.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryIt always amazes me to look at the little, wrinkled brown seeds and think of the rainbows in 'em," said Captain Jim. "When I ponder on them seeds I don't find it nowise hard to believe that we've got souls that'll live in other worlds. You couldn't hardly believe there was life in them tiny things, some no bigger than grains of dust, let alone colour and scent, if you hadn't seen the miracle, could you?
Lucy Maud MontgomeryDear old world', she murmured, 'you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
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