I don't know, I don't want to talk as much. (...) It's nicer to think dear, pretty thoughts and keep them in one's heart, like treasures. I don't like to have them laughed at or wondered over.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryAn old house with its windows gone always makes me think of something dead with its eyes picked out.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryRebellion flamed up in her soul as the dark hours passed by – not because she had no future but because she had no past.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryBut feeling is so different from knowing. My common sense tells me all you can say, but there are times when common sense has no power over me. Common nonsense takes possession of my soul.
Lucy Maud Montgomery