More than ever at that instant did she long for speech - speech that would conceal and protect where dangerous silence might betray.
Weitere Zitate von L.M. Montgomery
Zum Autor"Then the immortal heart of the woods will beat against ours and its subtle life will steal into our veins and make us its own forever, so that no matter where we go or how widely we wander we shall yet be drawn back to the forest to find our most enduring kinship."
"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."
"Words aren't made — they grow,' said Anne."
"He was so lonely that he laughed at himself."
"I'm afraid concerts spoil people for everyday life."
"Oh, this is the most TRAGICAL thing that ever happened to me!"