Bethany

“Regardless of the popular literary trend of the times, write the thing which lies close to your heart.”
― Bess Streeter Aldrich

“I'm glad I never had any children,' said Cousin Sarah. 'If they don't break your heart in one way they do it in another.'
'Isn't it better to have your heart broken than to have it wither up?' queried Valancy. 'Before it could be broken it must have felt something splendid. That would be worth the pain.”
― L.M. Montgomery, The Blue Castle

“Candleford Green was but a small village and there were fields and meadows and woods all around it. As soon as Laura crossed the doorstep, she could see some of these. But mere seeing from a distance did not satisfy her; she longed to go alone far into the fields and hear the birds singing, the brooks tinkling, and the wind rustling through the corn, as she had when a child. To smell things and touch things, warm earth and flowers and grasses, and to stand and gaze where no one could see her, drinking it all in.”
― Flora Thompson, Lark Rise to Candleford

“Christmas Eve was a night of song that wrapped itself about you like a shawl. But it warmed more than your body. It warmed your heart... filled it, too, with a melody that would last forever. Even though you grew up and found you could never quite bring back the magic feeling of this night, the melody would stay in your heart always - a song for all the years.”
― Bess Streeter Aldrich, Song of Years