You don't chatter half as much as you used to, Anne, nor use half as many big words. What has come over you? Anne coloured and laughed a little, as she dropped her book and looked dreamily out of the window, where big fat red buds were bursting out on the creeper in response to the lure of the spring sunshine. I don't know-I don't want to talk as much, she said, denting her chin thoughtfully with her fore-finger. It's nicer to think dear, pretty thoughts and keep them in one's heart, like treasures. I don't like to have them laughed at or wondered over. And
by L.M. Montgomery
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In this excerpt from "Anne of Green Gables," Anne reflects on a change in her behavior, noting she chats less and uses fewer complex words. A friend observes this change, prompting Anne to consider her evolving thoughts and feelings. As she gazes out at the blossoming creeper, she reveals a desire for introspection over verbal expression, finding comfort in cherishing her thoughts like hidden treasures.

Anne's response indicates a maturity that leads her to value the beauty of quiet contemplation rather than the need to communicate every thought. She expresses a wish to protect her innermost feelings from judgment or scrutiny, emphasizing a deepening appreciation for her inner life. This moment captures her transition from youthful exuberance to a more reflective and thoughtful perspective.

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