Some quotes from the works of Lucy Maud Montgomery......
who, with a few words ,could paint glorious and fanciful pictures in
the mind of all of her readers, both, young and old...
"I was born in the little village of Clifton, Prince Edward Island. "Old Prince Edward Island" is a good place in which to be born a good place in which to spend a childhood. I can think of none better."~ The Alpine Path
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"If voices had colour, hers would have been like a rainbow. It made words live. Whatever she said became a breathing entity, not a mere verbal statement or utterance." - The Story Girl
"It was a time of wonder and marvel, of the soft touch of silver
rain on the greening fields, of the incredible delicacy of young leaves,
of blossom in field, and garden and wood. The whole world bloomed in a
flush and tremor of maiden lovliness, instinct and evasive, fleeting charm
of spring, and girlhood and young morning. We felt and enjoyed it
without understanding or analyzing it. It was enough to be gald and
young with spring on the golden
road."-%The Golden Road%
It came to him in rainbow dreams,
Blent with the wisdom of the sages,
Of spirit and of passion born;
In words as lucent as the morn
He prisoned it, and now it gleams
A jewel shining through the ages.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
Writer, Director and Producer, Kevin Sullivan who was responsible
for bringing the words of LM Montgomery to the television and movie screen.
"Anne of Green Gables", "Anne of Green Gables ...the Continuing Story (
aka; "Anne of Avonlea") "Anne 3" and the television series "Road to Avonlea.
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"Once apon a time we all walked on the golden road. IT was
a fair highway,
through the Land of Lost Delight; shadow and sunshine were blessedly
mingled, and every turn and dip revealed a fresh charm and a new
loveliness
to eager hearts and unspoiled eyes.
On that road we heard the song of morning stars; we drank in fragrances
aerial and sweet as a May mist; we were rich in gossamer fancies
and iris
hopes; our hearts sought and found the boon of dreams; the years
waited
beyond and they were very fair; life was a rose-lipped comrade with
purple
flowers dripping from her fingers.
We may long have left the golden road behind, but its memories are
dearest
of our eternal possessions; and in the pages of this book, whose
people are
pilgrims on the golden road of youth."
% Golden Road %
'There is a great solitude about such a shore. The woods are never solitary ; they are full of whispering, beckoning friendly life. But the sea is a mighty soul forever moaning of some great unshareable sorrow that shuts it up into itself for eternity. You can never pierce into its great mystery ; you can only wander awed and spellbound on the outer frame of it . . . The woods call you with a hundred voices but the sea has only one ; a mighty voice that drowns your soul in its majestic music. The woods are human but the sea is of the company of the archangels.' (Letter Written by LMM To Ephraim Weber, 10 Nov. 1907)