"Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one’s life with pomp and blare, like a gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept to one’s side like an old friend through quiet ways; perhaps it revealed itself in seeming prose, until some sudden shaft of illumination flung athwart its pages betrayed the rhythm and the music; perhaps . . . perhaps . . . love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath." — L.M. Montgomery (Anne of Avonlea)
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4 comments:
You are getting very good at these posts Ms. Green. I'm impressed! ;)I can hear the music from that movie when I read that quote...Great job at this beautiful blog!
Thank you! That was a lovely post.
Ahh i just love coming to your blog, it makes me feel at home!
Beautiful!
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