#montgomery

I didn't know I was compared to Elizabeth Montgomery, but I think that I'm in very good company with her. ↗

— Barbara Eden

#compared #elizabeth #good #good company #her

I am a big Bewitched fan... something about the way Elizabeth Montgomery twitched her nose. ↗

— Barry Williams

#am #bewitched #big #elizabeth #fan

The gods, so says the old superstition, do not like to behold too happy mortals. It is certain, at least, that some human beings do not. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#l-m-montgomery #dreams

It's delightful when your imaginations come true, isn't it? ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#l-m-montgomery #imagination

Oh, here we are at the bridge. I'm going to shut my eyes tight. I’m always afraid going over bridges. I can't help imagining that perhaps, just as we get to the middle, they'll crumple up like a jackknife and nip us. So I shut my eyes. But I always have to open them for all when I think we're getting near the middle. Because, you see, if the bridge did crumple up I'd want to see it crumple. What a jolly rumble it makes! I always like the rumble part of it. Isn't it splendid there are so many things to like in this world? There, we're over. Now I'll look back. Good night, dear Lake of Shining Waters. I always say good night to the things I love, just as I would to people. I think they like it. That water looks as if it was smiling at me. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#imagination

But was anything in life, Anne asked herself wearily, like one's imagination of it? ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#life #imagination

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

…unwitting that those who can soar to the highest heights can also plunge to the deepest depths, and that the natures which enjoy most keenly are those which also suffer most sharply. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#nature

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