It had always seemed to Emily, ever since she could remember, that she was very, very near to a world of wonderful beauty. Between it and heself hung only a thin curtain; she could never draw the curtain aside - but sometimes, just for a moment, a wind fluttered it and then it was as if she caught a glimpse of the enchanting world beyond - only a glimpse - and heard a note of unearthly music.
L. M. Montgomery, Emily of New Moon