The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYWhat had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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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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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We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
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It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
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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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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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Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
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What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.
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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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Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
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That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
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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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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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How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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