How we remember, what we remember and why we remember form the most personal map of our individuality.
— Christina Baldwin
Vision is the art of seeing what is invisible to others.
— Jonathan Swift
Gilbert Blythe: “Wilt thou give up thy garter, oh fairest of the fair”? Anne, nobody speaks that way. And look at that sap Percival who sits around mooning the entire time. He never lets a girl get a word in edgewise. In real life she’d have pitched him.
