“Fear is the original sin,” suddenly said a still, small voice away back—back—back of Valancy’s consciousness. “Almost all the evil in the world has its origin in the fact that some one is afraid of something.” Blue Castle: Valancy stood up. She was still in the clutches of fear, but her soul was her own again. She would not be false to that inner voice.
This is one of the pages from the scrapbook of Lucy Maud Montgomery. The small calendar with the sprig of something behind it. And then the glove shaped calendar with a picture of a glove and some fruit . . . well, I just love this. Really do.