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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYThank goodness, we can choose our friends. We have to take our relatives as they are, and be thankful.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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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.
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What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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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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All life lessons are not learned at college,’she thought. Life teaches them everywhere.
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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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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’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
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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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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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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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Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.
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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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My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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