#gable

One 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. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#l-m-montgomery

Why must people kneel down to pray? If I really wanted to pray I’ll tell you what I'd do. I'd go out into a great big field all alone or in the deep, deep woods and I'd look up into the sky—up—up—up—into that lovely blue sky that looks as if there was no end to its blueness. And then I'd just feel a prayer. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#faith #inspiration #prayer #faith

Of your own indefatigable labor from early dawn and of your explicit instructions, that the batteries should reserve their ammunition, until the grand charge should commence, for which the enemy were undoubtedly preparing. ↗

— John Bigelow

#batteries #charge #commence #dawn #early

In our film profession you may have Gable's looks, Tracy's art, Marlene's legs or Liz's violet eyes, but they don't mean a thing without that swinging thing called courage. ↗

— Frank Capra

#called #courage #eyes #film #gable

... for when a man's spirit has been thoroughly crushed, he may be peevish at small offenses, but never resentful of great ones. ↗

— Nathaniel Hawthorne

#crushed-spirit #gloom #house-of-the-seven-gables #low #men

...as a mark of gratitude for his previous patronage, and a slight super-added morsel after breakfast, put likewise into his hand a whale! The great fish, reversing his experience with the prophet of Nineveh, immediately began his progress down the same red pathway of fate whiter so varied a caravan had preceded him. ↗

— Nathaniel Hawthorne

#the-house-of-the-seven-gables #experience

I've just been imagining that it was really me you wanted after all and that I was to stay here for ever and ever. It was a great comfort while it lasted. But the worst of imagining things is that the time comes when you have to stop and that hurts. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#imagination

But I believe I rather like superstitious people. They lend color to life. Wouldn't it be a rather drab world if everybody was wise and sensible . . . and good? What would we find to talk about? ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#talk #world #life

You're never safe from being surprised until you're dead. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#rachel-lynde #l-m-montgomery

Do you think amethysts can be the souls of good violets? ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#anne-of-green-gables #violets #l-m-montgomery