Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYWe 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.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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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That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
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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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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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One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
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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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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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Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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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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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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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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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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Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to 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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What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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