There are so many unpleasant things in the world already that there is no use in imagining any more.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYI’m really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
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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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I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
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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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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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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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Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
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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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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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But I believe I rather like superstitious people. They lend color to life. Wouldn’t it be a rather drab world if everybody was wise and sensible . . . and good? What would we find to talk about?
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Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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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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