We are never half so interesting when we have learned that language is given us to enable us to conceal our thoughts.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYFear is the original sin. Almost all of the evil in the world has its origin in the fact that some one is afraid of something.It is a cold slimy serpent coiling about you. It is horrible to live with fear; and it is of all things degrading.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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most people worry so much, they think you’re not right if you don’t worry.
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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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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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I do know my own mind,’ protested Anne. ‘The trouble is, my mind changes and then I have to get acquainted with it all over again.
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Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
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There are so many unpleasant things in the world already that there is no use in imagining any more.
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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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Thank goodness, we can choose our friends. We have to take our relatives as they are, and be thankful.
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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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I’m really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
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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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She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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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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