For there is no bond more lasting than that formed by the mutual confidences of that magic time when youth is slipping from the sheath of childhood and beginning to wonder what lies for it beyond those misty hills that bound the golden road.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryDon't be led away by those howls about realism. Remember-pine woods are just as real as pigsties and a darn sight pleasanter to be in.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryI am quite likely to re-act to the opposite extreme - to feel rapturously that the world is beautiful and mere existence something to thank God for. I suppose our 'blues' are the price we have to pay for our temperament. 'The gods don't allow us to be in their debt.' They give us sensitiveness to beauty in all its forms but the shadow of the gift goes with it.
Lucy Maud Montgomery