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How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

There are so many unpleasant things in the world already that there is no use in imagining any more.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Imaginary Use World
We pay a price for everything we get or take in this world; and although ambitions are well worth having, they are not to be cheaply won, but exact their dues of work and self denial, anxiety and discouragement.
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Ambition Anxiety Self
I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
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Come Face Fact World
Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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Anticipation Forward Half Look
The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?
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Look Pleasure World
Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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Long Memories Remember
But I believe I rather like superstitious people. They lend color to life. Wouldn’t it be a rather drab world if everybody was wise and sensible . . . and good? What would we find to talk about?
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Believe Color Drab Rather Wise
She had never before minded being alone. Now she dreaded it. When she was alone now she felt so dreadfully alone.
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Dread Felt Mind Woman
Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
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Alive Glad Lovely World
We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
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Forward Future Mistake Regret
How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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Imagination Realms View
Matthew, much to his own surprise, was enjoying himself. Like most quiet folks he liked talkative people when they were willing to do the talking themselves and did not expect him to keep up his end of it.
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Emotion Enjoy People Quiet Talk
March came in that winter like the meekest and mildest of lambs, bringing days that were crisp and golden and tingling, each followed by a frosty pink twilight which gradually lost itself in an elfland of moonshine.
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Lamb Twilight Winter
Thank goodness, we can choose our friends. We have to take our relatives as they are, and be thankful.
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Being Goodness Montgomery Thankful
One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
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Girl Habit Little
We are never half so interesting when we have learned that language is given us to enable us to conceal our thoughts.
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Half Interest Language

How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.

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