Favorite Quote

"Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into ones life with pomp and blare like a gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept to ones 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 rythm and the music; perhaps...perhaps love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden hearted rose slipping from its green sheath."-Lucy Maud Montgomery