Lucy Maud
Lucy Maud
hurt tears doe
Tears don't hurt like the ache does.
real writing stories
Nobody with any real sense of humor *can* write a love story. . . . Shakespeare is the exception that proves the rule. (90-91)
ordinary ordinary-life
There isn't any such thing as an ordinary life. (92)
interesting long world
But really, Marilla, one can't stay sad very long in such an interesting world, can one?
sometimes following montgomery
If we don't chase things, sometimes the things following us can catch up." -L.M. Montgomery
heaven world green-gables
God's in His heaven, alls right with the world', whispered Anne softly.
lovely glad-to-be-alive world
Dear old world', she murmured, 'you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
heart thinking treasure
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.
summer flower thinking
Do you know what I think Mayflowers are, Marilla? I think they must be the souls of the flowers that died last summer, and this is their heaven.
depression things-in-life clouds
I know that in everybody's life must come days of depression and discouragement when all things in life seem to lose savour. The sunniest day has its clouds;but one must not forget the sun is there all the time.
bends-in-the-road happens knows
There is another bend in the road after this. No one knows what will happen.
spring winter appreciate
The beauty of winter is that it makes you appreciate spring.
writing born
You have the itch for writing born in you. It's quite incurable. What are you going to do with it?
thinking feelings trying
You're not eating anything," said Marilla sharply, eying her as if it were a serious shortcoming. Anne sighed. I can't. I'm in the depths of despair. Can you eat when you are in the depths of despair?" I've never been in the depths of despair, so I can't say," responded Marilla. Weren't you? Well, did you ever try to IMAGINE you were in the depths of despair?" No, I didn't." Then I don't think you can understand what it's like. It's very uncomfortable a feeling indeed.