What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYMatthew, 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.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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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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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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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I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
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That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
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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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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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Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
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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.
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She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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most people worry so much, they think you’re not right if you don’t worry.
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Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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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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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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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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