#montgomery

The woods call to us with a hundred voices, but the sea has one only — a mighty voice that drowns our souls in its majestic music. The woods are human, but the sea is of the company of the archangels. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#woods #dreams

Life may be a vale of tears, all right, but there are some folks who enjoy weeping, I reckon. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#dreams

You are the only person who loves me in the world," said Elizabeth. "When you talk to me I smell violets. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#violets #love

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

— L.M. Montgomery

#rachel-lynde #l-m-montgomery

I feel as if I had opened a book and found roses of yesterday sweet and fragrant, between its leaves. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#memory #roses #l-m-montgomery

Anne was always glad in the happiness of her friends; but it is sometimes a little lonely to be surrounded everywhere by happiness that is not your own. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#sadness #l-m-montgomery

Don't be very frightened, Marilla. I was walking the ridge-pole and I fell off. I suspect I have sprained my ankle. But, Marilla, I might have broken my neck. Let us look on the bright side of things. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#anne-shirley #upside #l-m-montgomery

March came in that winter like the meekest and mildest of lambs, bringing days that were crisp and golden and tingling, each followed by a frosty pink twilight which gradually lost itself in an elfland of moonshine. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#winter #l-m-montgomery

God's in His heaven, alls right with the world', whispered Anne softly. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#l-m-montgomery

You have the itch for writing born in you. It's quite incurable. What are you going to do with it? ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

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