ANNE OF GREEN GABLES
From the book, young Anne talking to herself in her bedroom mirror.
From the book, young Anne talking to herself in her bedroom mirror.
ANNE: Now I’m going to imagine things into this room so that they’ll always stay imagined. This is a couch all heaped with gorgeous silken cushions, pink and blue and crimson and gold, and I am reclining gracefully on it. I can see my reflection in that splendid big mirror hanging on the wall. I am tall and regal, clad in a gown or trailing white lace, with a pearl cross on my breast and pearls in my hair. My name is Lady Cordelia Fitzgerald. No, it isn’t - I can’t make that seem real.
You’re only Anne of Green Gables, and I see you, just as you are looking now, whenever I try to imagine I’m the Lady Cordelia. But it’s a million times nicer to be Anne of Green Gables than Anne of nowhere in particular, isn’t it?