Shakespeare and Anne Shirley

Everyone needs to indulge a little melodrama every now and then:

Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased,

Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow,

Raze out the written troubles of the brain

And with some sweet oblivious antidote

Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of that perilous stuff

Which weighs upon the heart?

-Shakespeare,

Macbeth

Anne Shirley knew these things weren't easily soothed: "Plum puffs won't minister to a mind diseased in a world that's crumbled into pieces." -LM Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea