Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYNothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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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When twilight drops her curtain down And pins it with a star Remember that you have a friend Though she may wander far.
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Fear is the original sin. Almost all of the evil in the world has its origin in the fact that some one is afraid of something.It is a cold slimy serpent coiling about you. It is horrible to live with fear; and it is of all things degrading.
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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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I hate to lend a book I love…it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.
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It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
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Heretics are wicked, but they’re mighty int’resting. It’s jest that they’ve got sorter lost looking for God, being under the impression that He’s hard to find – which He ain’t never.
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How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.
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We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
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Thank goodness, we can choose our friends. We have to take our relatives as they are, and be thankful.
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Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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Anne, are you killed?’ shrieked Diana, throwing herself on her knees beside her friend. ‘Oh, Anne, dear Anne, speak just one word to me and tell me if you’re killed.
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My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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