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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYNothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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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Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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Mrs. Spencer said it was wicked of me to talk like that, but I didn’t mean to be wicked. It’s so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn’t it?
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She had looked her duty courageously in the face and found it a friend – as duty ever is when we meet it frankly.
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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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most people worry so much, they think you’re not right if you don’t worry.
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Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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Gilbert put his arm about them. ‘Oh, you mothers!’ he said. ‘You mothers! God knew what He was about when He made you.
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It’s so hard to get up again—although of course the harder it is the more satisfaction you have when you do get up, haven’t you?
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All life lessons are not learned at college,’she thought. Life teaches them everywhere.
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I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn’t it?
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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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I have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones [.]
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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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