I was very much provoked. Of course, I knew there are no fairies; but that needn't prevent my thinking there is.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryI've loved you ever since that day you broke your slate over my head in school.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryListen to the trees talking in their sleep,' she whispered, as he lifted her to the ground. 'What nice dreams they must have!
Lucy Maud MontgomeryOne June evening, when the orchards were pink-blossomed again, when the frogs were singing silverly sweet in the marshes about the head of the Lake of Shining Waters, and the air was full of the savor of clover fields and balsamic fir woods, Anne was sitting by her gable window. She had been studying her lessons, but it had grown too dark to see the book, so she had fallen into wide-eyed reverie, looking out past the boughs of the Snow Queen, once more bestarred with its tufts of blossom.
Lucy Maud Montgomery