but imagine reading the anne of green gables books when they first came out and hardcore shipping anne and gilbert and then anne of the island comes out and you’re frustrated af throughout a majority of the book and seeing anne swoon over that fuckboy roy is so painful but then gilbert almost dies and anne comes to her senses and IT HAPPNS and it’s like insane wish fulfillment and all those years of angst and slow burn were worth it like LM MONTGOMERY DID THAT™
I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.
“Do you think that I shall ever have a bosom friend in Avonlea?…A bosom friend—an intimate friend, you know—a real kindred spirit to whom I can confide my innermost soul. I’ve dreamed of meeting her all my life.”
Anne & Diana parallels in Anne of Green Gables and Anne With an E
For a moment Anne’s heart fluttered queerly and for the first time her eyes faltered under Gilbert’s gaze and a rosy flush stained the paleness of her face. It was as if a veil that had hung before her inner consciousness had been lifted, giving to her view a revelation of unsuspected feelings and realities. 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.
HUFFLEPUFF: “Mrs. Lynde says, “Blessed are they who expect nothing for they shall not be disappointed.” But I think it would be worse to expect nothing than to be disappointed.” –L. M. Montgomery (Anne Shirley: Anne of Green Gables)