Lucy Maud
Lucy Maud
art book forgiving
What care I if it be "wild and improbable" and "lacking in literary art"? I refuse to be any longer hampered by such canons of criticism. The one essential thing I demand of a book is that it should interest me. If it does, I forgive it every other fault.
dark past soul
Rebellion flamed up in her soul as the dark hours passed by – not because she had no future but because she had no past.
fear evil world
Fear is the original sin. Almost all of the evil in the world has its origin in the fact that some one is afraid of something.It is a cold slimy serpent coiling about you. It is horrible to live with fear; and it is of all things degrading.
writing names paper
When I read that the flash came, and I took a sheet of paper. . .and I wrote on it: I, Emily Byrd Starr, do solemnly vow this day that I will climb the Alpine Path and write my name on the scroll of fame.
real sight woods
Don't be led away by those howls about realism. Remember-pine woods are just as real as pigsties and a darn sight pleasanter to be in.
moving broken silence
I'm afraid to speak or move for fear that all this wonderful beauty will just vanish... like a broken silence.
sunset wings flying
I can't help flying up on the wings of anticipation. It's as glorious as soaring through a sunset... almost pays for the thud.
lonely loneliness might
There might be some hours of loneliness. But there was something wonderful even in loneliness. At least you belonged to yourself when you were lonely.
friendship true-friend together
True friends are always together in spirit. (Anne Shirley)
life laughter laughing
Life is worth living as long as there's a laugh in it.
expression sour
You noticed that I wore this outfit twice? Why, the only thing you wear twice is a sour expression.
beautiful spring thinking
It was in the spring that Josephine and I had first loved each other, or, at least, had first come into the full knowledge that we loved. I think that we must have loved each other all our lives, and that each succeeding spring was a word in the revelation of that love, not to be understood until, in the fullness of time, the whole sentence was written out in that most beautiful of all beautiful springs.
heart beats ifs
Rilla's heart skipped a beat - or, if that be a pysiological impossibility, she thought it did.
girl voice laughing
He had also the reputation of being a bit of a lady killer. But that probably accrued to him from his possession of a laughing, velvety voice which no girl could hear without a heartbeat, and a dangerous way of listening as if she were saying something that he had longed all his life to hear.