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Lucy Maud Montgomery

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
trees, unlike so many humans, always improve on acquaintance. No matter how much you like them at the start you are sure to like them much better further on, and best of all when you have known them for years and enjoyed intercourse with them in all seasons.
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Acquaintance Matter Tree Year
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
Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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Honeym Night Wine Wormwood
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
I’m really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
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Broken Heart Little Spite
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
Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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Long Memories Remember
It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
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Cruelty Kind Worst
Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
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Sociable Tree Whispering
One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
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Girl Habit Little
Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.
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Encouraging Positive Uplifting
Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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Deal Desert Gently
My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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Hope Life Perfect
I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
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Come Face Fact World
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

How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.

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