How wicked I was to wish that something dramatic would happen!' she thought. 'Oh, if we could only have those dear, monotonous, pleasant days back again! I would *never* grumble about them again.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryI can't help flying up on the wings of anticipation. It's as glorious as soaring through a sunset... almost pays for the thud.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryAfter all," Anne had said to Marilla once, "I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.
Lucy Maud Montgomery