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The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?

Lucy Maud Montgomery

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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Anger Children Deceitful
Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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Forever Heart Vanish Youth
It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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Gables Graduation Green World
It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
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Cruelty Kind Worst
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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Emotion Enjoy People Quiet Talk
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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Jest Look Lost Sorter Wicked
There are so many unpleasant things in the world already that there is no use in imagining any more.
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Imaginary Use World
I’m really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
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Broken Heart Little Spite
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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Acquaintance Matter Tree Year
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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Diana Knee Speak
The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?
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Look Pleasure World
She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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Embroidery Star Way
Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
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Alive Glad Lovely World
I hate to lend a book I love…it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.
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Back Book Come Hate
Don’t look at me so sorrowfully and so disapprovingly, dearest. I can’t be sober and serious – everything looks so rosy and rainbowy to me.
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Look Serious Sober
I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.
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Believe Giving Return

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