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"When I am ‘somewhere in France,’" said Walter looking around him with eager eyes on all the beauty his soul loved, "I shall remember these still, dewy, moon-drenched places. The balsam of the fir-trees—the peace of those white pools of moonshine—the ‘strength of the hills’—what a beautiful old Biblical phrase that is, Rilla! Look at those old hills around us—the hills we looked up at as children, wondering what lay for us in the great world beyond them. How calm and strong they are—how patient and changeless.

"We won’t be—happy—in the same way," said Rilla.

"No, not in the same way. Nobody whom this war has touched will ever be happy again in quite the same way. But it will be a better happiness, I think, little sister—a happiness we’ve earned."

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Rilla of Ingleside
— 2 years ago with 11 notes
#I HAD TOTALLY FORGOTTEN HOW AWFUL THIS BOOK IS  #LIES DOWN  #TRIES NOT TO CRY  #CRIES A LOT  #BLYTHES!!!!!! 
  1. kill-claudio-vol-2 said: I HATE YOU ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  2. greybeardjim said: walteeeeeerrrrr
  3. anachronistique said: WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO YOURSELF???
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