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.
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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I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
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That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
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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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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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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.
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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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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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Fear is the original sin. Almost all of the evil in the world has its origin in the fact that some one is afraid of something.It is a cold slimy serpent coiling about you. It is horrible to live with fear; and it is of all things degrading.
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most people worry so much, they think you’re not right if you don’t worry.
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Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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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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Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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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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I have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones [.]
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