[Anne Shirley’s] attachments go way beyond those of normal early twentieth century homosocial behavior. At the age of 12, while most girls were supposed to be (and probably were) dreaming of a fairy tale ending with a handsome prince (what society tells them they should desire, at least in a flight of fancy), Anne’s fairy tale ending is not with a boy at all, but her imaginary playmate, a girl, Katie Maurice. Anne wishes to go to Katie’s wonderful world and live together with her happily ever after. Then, later, when she has been forced to move on and find another imaginary friend, Violetta, and then leave that friend too, she expresses extreme despair at having to part with Violetta. By this time Anne is well into her thirteenth year, and very articulate about her despair. It is no ordinary childish tantrum.
Yet there is one girl that stays within Anne’s soul for the entirety of the books, and that is Diana Barry. Anne had, after leaving Violetta, been searching for what she called a “bosom friend.” When Anne’s adoptive parent, Marilla Cuthbert, points out that down the way lives a nice little girl named Diana, Anne’s reaction is that of swooning over a crush. At this point, Anne had not yet even set eyes on Diana. Not long after doing so, perhaps less than an hour, Anne and Diana swear undying devotion to each other, and that first day is just the beginning of their relationship (one Anne will consider far more important to her identity than Diana will).
The two girls are practically inseparable until an accident has Diana drinking wine instead of one of Marilla’s homemade juices. Anne, having never tasted either, did not know the difference. After Diana’s mother finds out, Anne and her “bosom friend” are told they cannot play with each other ever again. The romantic language used between them only gets stronger. Even Diana claims that she loves Anne, but on Diana’s side, it may just be homosocial behavior. Anne, on the other hand, is absolutely amazed by the use of the word “love” and clings to it like a lift vest during a raging storm. She gives Diana a grand farewell and takes a lock of her friend’s hair. Even Montgomery herself calls it a romantic parting in the narration.
Although Anne and Diana are eventually reconciled, the two grow apart. Diana is no longer continuing school, and Anne is heading off to college. The attention shifts to Gilbert Blythe, although the shift is negative. Gilbert is portrayed as an annoyance, an obstacle, and a rival. Although it is clearly shown Gilbert considers himself a suitor to Anne, Anne certainly does not acknowledge it. Still, Gilbert makes himself known and even gives up his position teaching in their hometown, Avonlea, so that Anne may have it and stay closer to the Cuthberts. Anne is grateful, but it does not win her heart, or even an extension of her attention. […] Eventually, she agrees to marry him. The reasons are complex, but can be summed up in Anne’s understanding of, and feeling the pressure exerted by, the compulsory heterosexual society around her. Diana, much to Anne’s dismay, has already married and is no longer an option, if she ever truly was one, for Anne’s attentions. Anne’s other option, outside of marriage, is to end up as an on “old maid.” […] Anne may not truly be happy, but she is certainly content with [Gilbert].
Contentment does not neutralise Anne’s strong desire towards and attachment to other women. When Anne teaches at a private school in Halifax, she discovers one of her peers to be infinitely interesting. Anne develops an attachment to her fellow teacher, Katherine Brooke. Yet, Katherine wants nothing to do with Anne. Katherine is everything Anne is not. She’s cold and aloof, where Anne is warm and involved. If the adage opposites attract may be applied, the two are as opposite as they can be. Anne desires friendship with Katherine, but Katherine dismisses and even insults Anne regularly. In a conversation with a friend…Anne admits that she knows Katherine can be a horrible and unkind person, yet there is nothing she can do to shake the feeling that Katherine is worth pursuing. This devotion is another example of a crush-like attachment Anne expresses, far more romantic than anything she shares with Gilbert. When Anne finally works up the nerve to ask Katherine to come spend Christmas at Green Gables, the two exchange heated words before Katherine finally agrees.
As soon as Anne and Katherine reach Green Gables, it is like Katherine suddenly becomes the Diana that Anne no longer has. The pair has intimate discussions and goes for romantic walks down “lover’s lane,” a place named by Anne many years before. Even more interesting, as is pointed out by [Laura M.] Robinson, Katherine has to borrow snow shoes from Diana, literally filling Diana’s shoes. Anne even goes so far as to help Katherine with a makeover and tells her how beautiful she is. This is made all the odder by the fact that Gilbert is technically present during all of these events. He is mentioned once or twice, but only in the context of something on the side, and never has his own dialogue. […] Nowhere in the books does she ever say she is in love with Gilbert, and certainly not in any of the dramatic ways she has applied to her female companions, especially Diana. Gilbert is capitulation, no matter how much she may feel for him. He is the best Anne can hope for in a society that does not allow Anne to choose her life companion from within her own gender.
“I thought you liked me of course but I never hoped you loved me. Why, Diana, I didn’t think anybody could love me. Nobody ever has loved me since I can remember. Oh, this is
wonderful! It’s a ray of light which will forever shine on the darkness
of a path severed from thee, Diana. Oh, just say it once again.”
“I love you devotedly, Anne, and I always will, you may be sure of that.”
“We’re going to be the best of friends, said Gilbert jubilantly. We were born to be good friends, Anne. You’ve thwarted destiny enough.”
~~ Anne of Green Gables
“Do you remember our first walk down this hill, Anne—our first walk together anywhere, for that matter?”
“I was coming home in the twilight from Matthew’s grave—and you came out of the gate; and I swallowed the pride of years and spoke to you.”
“And all heaven opened before me,” supplemented Gilbert. “From that moment I looked forward to tomorrow. When I left you at your gate that night and walked home I was the happiest boy in the world. Anne had forgiven me.”
“I think you had the most to forgive. I was an ungrateful little wretch—and after you had really saved my life that day on the pond, too. How I loathed that load of obligation at first! I don’t deserve the happiness that has come to me.”
Gilbert laughed and clasped tighter the girlish hand that wore his ring. Anne’s engagement ring was a circlet of pearls. She had refused to wear a diamond.
Anne Shirley:*hits Gilbert over the head with a slate*
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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.
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.
abilities: spells and potions, nature magic, magic based on imagination
the cuthberts asked for a boy. a strong, quiet, normal boy. but instead they got a girl. they got anne with an e, who has a temper and red hair and a tendency for mischief- and a tendency for magic. she makes the trees in avonlea shake when gilbert blythe gets on her nerves. she makes the raspberry cordial turn into wine (by accident!) but avonlea claims her, wrapping itself around her and protecting her.
SLYTHERIN: “Oh, it’s delightful to have ambitions. I’m so glad I have such a lot. And there never seems to be any end to them - that’s the best of it. Just as soon as you attain to one ambition you see another one glittering higher up still. It does make life so interesting.” -LM Montgomery (Anne Shirley: Anne of Green Gables)