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"'You look awfully nice,' said Diana, who having just received a compliment from one of her ocusins, felt that she ought to pass it on. 'You've got the loveliest colour.'"
"Even Josie Pye came to see me. I recieved her as politely as I could, because I think she was sorry she dared me to walk a ridge-pole. If I had been killed she would have had to carry a dark burden of remorse all her life."
I find this sort of writing kind of beautiful. English and Canadian writing makes me so happy because the little honest details make you relate to the characters and ground them so well with their minor, unassuming pettiness. The funniest things are always based in the truth so a writer who presents his characters as they are is the most I can ask for.
Style aside, Anne of Green Gables is interesting because it perfectly mirrors my deep-seated belief that things should be done in the most imaginitive, dramatic way possible for their own sake. Anne's musings on how romantic it would be to tragically drown in an icy stream, or have a bosom friend, or hold a perfectly proper tea is exactly how I feel about so many things that I haven't really been able to put into words. Anne's emphasis on the ought in life is in perfect accordance to all my views on the subject that I haven't seen much elsewhere, which makes me wonder if I got it from reading it in elementary school.
"Even Josie Pye came to see me. I recieved her as politely as I could, because I think she was sorry she dared me to walk a ridge-pole. If I had been killed she would have had to carry a dark burden of remorse all her life."
I find this sort of writing kind of beautiful. English and Canadian writing makes me so happy because the little honest details make you relate to the characters and ground them so well with their minor, unassuming pettiness. The funniest things are always based in the truth so a writer who presents his characters as they are is the most I can ask for.
Style aside, Anne of Green Gables is interesting because it perfectly mirrors my deep-seated belief that things should be done in the most imaginitive, dramatic way possible for their own sake. Anne's musings on how romantic it would be to tragically drown in an icy stream, or have a bosom friend, or hold a perfectly proper tea is exactly how I feel about so many things that I haven't really been able to put into words. Anne's emphasis on the ought in life is in perfect accordance to all my views on the subject that I haven't seen much elsewhere, which makes me wonder if I got it from reading it in elementary school.