Frasi di Lucy Maud Montgomery

“Non è mai prudente pensare che per noi sia già finita. Quando crediamo di aver scritto la parola fine sulla nostra storia, ecco che il destino usa lo stratagemma di voltare pagina e ci svela che c'è un capitolo ancora.”

“E la gente ride di me perché uso parole grosse. Ma se si hanno in testa idee grosse, bisogna usare parole grosse per esprimerle, non trova?”

“Non passa mai, per gli uomini e le nazioni, il tempo di rendersi ridicoli e venire alle mani.”

“Un uomo, quando corteggia una ragazza, deve avere le stesse idee religiose di sua madre e quelle politiche di suo padre.”

“Ridete dei vostri errori ma imparate da essi, scherzate sui vostri problemi ma traetene forza, fatevi beffe delle difficoltà ma superatele.”

“I fatti di tutti sono i fatti di nessuno.”

“Il guaio delle fantasticherie è che arriva sempre il momento in cui bisogna cancellarle. Ed è un gran brutto momento.”

“Poi… sei arrivata tu. Hocredere che tu mi amassi, che amassi veramente me, non i milioni di mio padre. Non c'era altro motivo per cui avresti voluto sposare un diavolo senza un penny e con i miei ipotetici precedenti. E io provavo pena per te. Oh, sì, non nego di averti sposata perché provavo pena per te. E poi… ho scoperto che eri la migliore, la più allegra e la più cara compagna che avessi mai avuto. Spiritosa, leale, dolce. Mi hai costretto a credere nuovamente nella vera amicizia e nel vero amore. Il mondo sembrava di nuovo bello perché c'eri, tesoro mio. Desideravo che continuasse così per sempre tra di noi. L'ho capito la notte in cui sono tornato a casa e ho visto per la prima volta la luce della mia casa che risplendeva sull'isola. E sapevo che tu eri lì ad aspettarmi. Dopo essere stato senza una casa per tutta la vita, era bello averne una. Tornare affamato a notte inoltrata e sapere che c'era un buon pasto e un fuoco accogliente - e che c'eri tu.”

“What a comfort one familiar face is in a howling wilderness of strangers!”

“I am simply a 'book drunkard.' Books have the same irresistible temptation for me that liquor has for its devotee. I cannot withstand them.”

“I remembered Elizabeth had never laughed once during our talk. I feel that she hasn't learned how. The great house is so still and lonely and laughterless. It looks dull and gloomy even now when the world is a riot of autumn color. Little Elizabeth is doing too much listening to lost whispers.
I think one of my missions in Summerside will be to teach her how to laugh.”

“"I wended my way to the graveyard this evening," wrote Anne to Gilbert after she got home. "I think 'wend your way' is a lovely phrase and I work it in whenever I can. It sounds funny to say I enjoyed my stroll in the graveyard but I really did. Miss Courtaloe's stories were so funny. Comedy and tragedy are so mixed up in life, Gilbert. The only thing that haunts me is that tale of the two who lived together fifty years and hated each other all that time. I can't believe they really did. Somebody has said that 'hate is only love that has missed its way.' I feel sure that under the hatred they really loved each other… just as I really loved you all those years I thought I hated you… and I think death would show it to them."”

“Be the day short or be the day long, at last it weareth to evening song.”

“We stood there and talked while Elizabeth sipped her milk daintily and she told me all about Tomorrow. The Woman had told her that Tomorrow never comes, but Elizabeth knows better. It will come sometime. Some beautiful morning she will just wake up and find it is Tomorrow. Not Today but Tomorrow. And then things will happen... wonderful things. She may even have a day to do exactly as she likes in, with nobody watching her... though I think Elizabeth feels that is too good to happen even in Tomorrow. Or she may find out what is at the end of the harbor road... that wandering, twisting road like a nice red snake, that leads, so Elizabeth thinks, to the end of the world. Perhaps the Island of Happiness is there. Elizabeth feels sure there is an Island of Happiness somewhere where all the ships that never come back are anchored, and she will find it when Tomorrow comes.”

“They did not talk or want to talk. It was as if they were afraid to talk for fear of spoiling something beautiful. But Anne had never felt so near Katherine Brooke before. By some magic of its own the winter night had brought them together... almost together but not quite.
When they came out to the main road and a sleigh flashed by, bells ringing, laughter tinkling, both girls gave an involuntary sigh. It seemed to both that they were leaving behind a world that had nothing in common with the one to which they were returning... a world where time was not... which was young with immortal youth... where souls communed with each other in some medium that needed nothing so crude as words.”

“It is never quite safe to think we have done with life. When we imagine we have finished our story fate has a trick of turning the page and showing us yet another chapter.”

“Her confusion put him at ease and he forgot to be shy; besides, even the shyest of men can sometimes be quite audacious in moonlight.”

“But she lay long awake that night, nor did she wish for sleep. Her waking fancies were more alluring than any vision of dreamland. Had the real Prince come at last? Recalling those glorious dark eyes which had gazed so deeply into her own, Anne was very strongly inclined to think he had.”

“But feeling is so different from knowing.”

“She found, however, that revenge hurts nobody quite so much as the one who tries to inflict it.”

“Gilbert was friendly—very friendly—far too friendly…. But Anne no longer found it satisfying. The rose of love made the blossom of friendship pale and scentless by contrast.”