The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYFancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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We pay a price for everything we get or take in this world; and although ambitions are well worth having, they are not to be cheaply won, but exact their dues of work and self denial, anxiety and discouragement.
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I hate to lend a book I love…it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.
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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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I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
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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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My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
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Thank goodness, we can choose our friends. We have to take our relatives as they are, and be thankful.
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All life lessons are not learned at college,’she thought. Life teaches them everywhere.
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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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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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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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It will come sometime. Some beautiful morning she will just wake up and find it is Tomorrow. Not Today but Tomorrow. And then things will happen … wonderful things.
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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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What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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