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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYMaples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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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The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?
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trees, unlike so many humans, always improve on acquaintance. No matter how much you like them at the start you are sure to like them much better further on, and best of all when you have known them for years and enjoyed intercourse with them in all seasons.
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In daylight I belong to the world . . . in the night to sleep and eternity. But in the dusk I’m free from both and belong only to myself . . . and you
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What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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There must be a limit to the mistakes one person can make, and when I get to the end of them, then I’ll be through with them. That’s a comforting thought
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It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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A child that has a quick temper, just blaze up and cool down, ain’t never likely to be sly or deceitful.
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Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
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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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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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How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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Anne was always glad in the happiness of her friends; but it is sometimes a little lonely to be surrounded everywhere by happiness that is not your own.
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