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 MONTGOMERYHeretics 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.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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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She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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most people worry so much, they think you’re not right if you don’t worry.
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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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Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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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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Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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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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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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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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There are so many unpleasant things in the world already that there is no use in imagining any more.
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