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
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYIt 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.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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I have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones [.]
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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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The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?
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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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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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Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
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She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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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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Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
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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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There are so many unpleasant things in the world already that there is no use in imagining any more.
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That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
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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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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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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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