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The Blue Castle: a novel quotes
14 quotes from The Blue Castle: a novel by L. M. Montgomery. Source: Project Gutenberg e-text #67979 (public domain in the USA), the text this site’s reader shows. Each quote is copied exactly from that text and links to its passage in the reader; when this page was built, every quote was checked word for word against the reader’s text.
That’s all the freedom we can hope for—the freedom to choose our prison.
— Barney · Chapter XXIX
It was three o’clock in the morning—the wisest and most accursed hour of the clock. But sometimes it sets us free.
“John Foster says,” quoted Valancy, “‘If you can sit in silence with a person for half an hour and yet be entirely comfortable, you and that person can be friends. If you cannot, friends you’ll never be and you need not waste time in trying.’”
— Spoken by a character · Chapter XXI
Thirty seconds can be very long sometimes. Long enough to work a miracle or a revolution.
‘Despair is a free man—hope is a slave.’
— Spoken by a character · Chapter VIII
“The trouble with you people is that you don’t laugh enough,” she said.
— Spoken by a character · Chapter XXVII
But Barney made a fragrant bed of bracken and fir boughs and they slept on it dreamlessly, under a ceiling of old spruces with moss hanging from them, while beyond them moonlight and the murmur of pines blended together so that one could hardly tell which was light and which was sound.
Rebellion flamed up in her soul as the dark hours passed by—not because she had no future but because she had no past.
“We don’t know where we’re going, but isn’t it fun to go?”
— Spoken by a character · Chapter XXX
‘I’ve been keeping up appearances all my life. Now I’m going in for realities. Appearances can go hang!’
— Spoken by a character · Chapter XV
She had always envied the wind. So free. Blowing where it listed. Through the hills. Over the lakes. What a tang, what a zip it had! What a magic of adventure!
When he said good-evening you felt that it was a good evening and that it was partly his doing that it was.
She brushed the old years and habits and inhibitions away from her like dead leaves. She would not be littered with them.
Then the immortal heart of the woods will beat against ours and its subtle life will steal into our veins and make us its own forever, so that no matter where we go or how widely we wander we shall yet be drawn back to the forest to find our most enduring kinship.
— Spoken by a character · Chapter III