Kindred spirits are not so scarce as I used to think. It’s splendid to find out there are so many of them in the world.
Public domain. This passage is in the public domain. L. M. Montgomery died in 1942, more than 70 years ago, and the work was first published in 1908. You can copy, print, read aloud or sell it without asking permission; a credit is kind but not required. The text is copied word for word from the Project Gutenberg edition linked here.
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.
And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.
I count myself in nothing else so happyAs in a soul rememb’ring my good friends;And as my fortune ripens with thy love,It shall be still thy true love’s recompense.
Grief can take care of itself; but to get the full value of a joy you must have somebody to divide it with.
Laughter is not at all a bad beginning for a friendship, and it is far the best ending for one
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