
Diana: My, my. Doesn’t Gilbert look dashing tonight?
Anne: Gilbert? I hadn’t noticed him.
Diana: It’s too bad you’ve been so awful to him—he might have asked you to dance.
Anne: If I wanted him to ask me, which I don’t, he certainly would. Gilbert Blythe would stand on his head for me if I asked him to.
Anne of Green Gables, 1985
This is one of those books I forget about, then randomly run across on my bookshelf and proceed obsess over for months.