It will come sometime. Some beautiful morning she will just wake up and find it is Tomorrow. Not Today but Tomorrow. And then things will happen … wonderful things.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYMaples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
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It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
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Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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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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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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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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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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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 do know my own mind,’ protested Anne. ‘The trouble is, my mind changes and then I have to get acquainted with it all over again.
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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 a way of embroidering life with stars.
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Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
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Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
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