Here is a passage from one of her letters to her friend G.B. MacMillan, in which she described how it felt to be back home after a period away.
“And there was the sea. I was not prepared for the flood of emotion which swept over me when I saw it. I was stirred to the very deeps of my being—tears filled my eyes—I trembled! For a moment it seemed passionately to me that I could never leave it again.”
Yet Montgomery recognized that her extreme feelings could go either way and her journals reveal sometimes very somber moods and despairing reflections. To be able to feel such boundless happiness, one also has the capability to feel “the depths of despair”, as Anne would say.
She writes, “Those who can soar to the highest heights can also plunge to the deepest depths, and the natures which enjoy most keenly are those which also suffer most sharply.”
Do you think that to be a writer of fiction, you have to have the capability of rising or plunging to such extreme levels of feeling? Can an even-tempered person translate what it feels like to have such hopes, passions or fears?
Source: Spirit of Place - Lucy Maud Montgomery and Prince Edward Island


