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Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

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
What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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Easy Imagination Reality
Anne, are you killed?’ shrieked Diana, throwing herself on her knees beside her friend. ‘Oh, Anne, dear Anne, speak just one word to me and tell me if you’re killed.
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Diana Knee Speak
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
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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Get Harder Satisfaction
It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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Gables Graduation Green World
I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.
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Believe Giving Return
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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Believe Color Drab Rather Wise
Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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Forever Heart Vanish Youth
Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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Deal Desert Gently
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
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
Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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Honeym Night Wine Wormwood
A child that has a quick temper, just blaze up and cool down, ain’t never likely to be sly or deceitful.
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Anger Children Deceitful
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
most people worry so much, they think you’re not right if you don’t worry.
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People Thanks Uneasyness Worry

Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.

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