Anne of Avonlea. L.M. Montgomery. 1909. Read by Karen Savage. Available through Librovox. 7 hours and 20 minutes.
Last week I listened to Anne of Green Gables. It was LOVELY. This week I listened to the first of many sequels, Anne of Avonlea.
I really do love most--if not all--the Anne books. I'll qualify the statement: the emphasis is on LOVE. Anne of Ingleside is the only one I wouldn't say I LOVED. All the others are definitely in the LOVE, LOVE, LOVE camp. Anne of Ingleside, the last book WRITTEN for the series, is a definite like. I'm not sure if I will continue listening to this series one after the other. But I can't imagine skipping Anne of the Island.
L.M. Montgomery is ALL ABOUT CHARACTERS for me. And Anne of Avonlea has some WONDERFUL and UNFORGETTABLE characters.
Mr. Harrison about Mrs. Rachel Lynde:
"I detest that woman more than anybody I know. She can put a whole sermon, text, comment, and application, into six words, and throw it at you like a brick."
"I never was much of a talker till I came to Avonlea and then I had to begin in self-defense or Mrs. Lynde would have said I was dumb and started a subscription to have me taught sign language."Fun with Davy:
"Anne," said Davy, sitting up in bed and propping his chin on his hands, "Anne, where is sleep? People go to sleep every night, and of course I know it's the place where I do the things I dream, but I want to know WHERE it is and how I get there and back without knowing anything about it...and in my nighty too. Where is it?"
"I wish people could live on pudding. Why can't they, Marilla? I want to know."Paul Irving to Anne:
"Because they'd soon get tired of it."
"I'd like to try that for myself," said skeptical Davy.
"I've prayed every night that God would give me enough grace to enable me to eat every bit of my porridge in the mornings. But I've never been able to do it yet, and whether it's because I have too little grace or too much porridge I really can't decide."
"You're never safe from being surprised till you're dead."
“One can't get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.”
“After all," Anne had said to Marilla once, "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.”
“Anne had no sooner uttered the phrase, "home o'dreams," than it captivated her fancy and she immediately began the erection of one of her own. It was, of course, tenanted by an ideal master, dark, proud, and melancholy; but oddly enough, Gilbert Blythe persisted in hanging about too, helping her arrange pictures, lay out gardens, and accomplish sundry other tasks which a proud and melancholy hero evidently considered beneath his dignity. Anne tried to banish Gilbert's image from her castle in Spain but, somehow, he went on being there, so Anne, being in a hurry, gave up the attempt and pursued her aerial architecture with such success that her "home o'dreams" was built and furnished before Diana spoke again. ”
“…I think,' concluded Anne, hitting on a very vital truth, 'that we always love best the people who need us.”
“When I think something nice is going to happen I seem to fly right up on the wings of anticipation; and then the first thing I realize I drop down to earth with a thud. But really, Marilla, the flying part is glorious as long as it lasts...it's like soaring through a sunset. I think it almost pays for the thud.”
“It takes all sorts of people to make a world, as I've often heard, but I think there are some who could be spared,' Anne told her reflection in the east gable mirror that night.”
"If we have friends we should look only for the best in them and give them the best that is in us, don't you think? Then friendship would be the most beautiful thing in the world."
"In this world you've just got to hope for the best and prepare for the worst and take whatever God sends."
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