The Life-Book of Uncle Jesse — L.M. Montgomery / Lucy Maud Montgomery

I was not in the least pretty but Uncle Jesse was always telling me I was-and I loved him for it. He told the fib so prettily and sincerely that he almost made me believe it for the time being, and I really think he believed it himself. All women were lovely and of good report in his eyes, because of one he had loved. The only time I ever saw Uncle Jesse really angered was when someone in his hearing cast an aspersion on the character of a shore girl.