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I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn’t it?

Lucy Maud Montgomery

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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Beautiful Inspiration Morning
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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Half Interest Language
Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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Honeym Night Wine Wormwood
Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
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Air Inspirational Mistake
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
It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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Gables Graduation Green World
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
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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Night Sleep World
She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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Embroidery Star Way
Mrs. Spencer said it was wicked of me to talk like that, but I didn’t mean to be wicked. It’s so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn’t it?
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Know Mean Wicked
Gilbert put his arm about them. ‘Oh, you mothers!’ he said. ‘You mothers! God knew what He was about when He made you.
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Arms Made Mother People
Thank goodness, we can choose our friends. We have to take our relatives as they are, and be thankful.
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Being Goodness Montgomery Thankful
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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Lamb Twilight Winter
I’m really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
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Broken Heart Little Spite
I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn’t it?
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October September Skip World
What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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Easy Imagination Reality

I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn’t it?

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I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn’t it?

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