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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYI’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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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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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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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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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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Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
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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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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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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 have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones [.]
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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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Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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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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