"Try this for a deep dark secret: the great detective Remington Steele - he doesn't exist, I invented him. Follow: I always loved excitement, so I studied and apprenticed, and put my name on an office, but absolutely no one knock on my door. A female private investigator seemed so, feminine. So I invented a superior, a decidedly masuline superior. Suddenly, there were cases around the block. It was working like a charm, until the day HE walked in, with his blue eyes and mysterious past. And before I knew it he assumed Remington Steele's identity. Now I do the work, and he takes the bows, it's a dangerous way to live, but if people buy it, I can get the job done. We never mix business with pleasure. Well, almost never. I don't even know his real name."
"...I was begining to be afraid you weren't coming for me and I was imagining all the things that might have happend to prevent you. I had made up my mind that if you didn't come for me tonight, I'd... go climb up into that big wild cherry tree and stay there all night. I wouldn't be a bit afraid, and it would be lovely to sleep in a wild cherry tree... don't you think?" ~Anne Shirley~
"Oh Mr. Cuthbert what was that place?" ... "Pretty doesn't seem the right word. Nor beautiful, either. They don't go far enough...They shouldn't call that lovely place the Avenue. There's no meaning in a name like that. They should call it...the White Way of Delight." ~Anne Shirley~
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