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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

Lucy Maud Montgomery

My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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Hope Life Perfect
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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Look Serious Sober
Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
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Alive Glad Lovely World
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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Duty Faces Found Friend
most people worry so much, they think you’re not right if you don’t worry.
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People Thanks Uneasyness Worry
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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Emotion Enjoy People Quiet Talk
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
Heretics are wicked, but they’re mighty int’resting. It’s jest that they’ve got sorter lost looking for God, being under the impression that He’s hard to find – which He ain’t never.
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Jest Look Lost Sorter Wicked
It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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Gables Graduation Green World
One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
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Girl Habit Little
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
It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
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Cruelty Kind Worst
I hate to lend a book I love…it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.
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Back Book Come Hate
Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
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Sociable Tree Whispering
Anne was always glad in the happiness of her friends; but it is sometimes a little lonely to be surrounded everywhere by happiness that is not your own.
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Little Lonely Sometimes
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

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