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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.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

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?
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Know Mean Wicked
I have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones [.]
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Bad Create Few People Thing
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?
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Get Harder Satisfaction
Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Long Memories Remember
She had looked her duty courageously in the face and found it a friend – as duty ever is when we meet it frankly.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Duty Faces Found Friend
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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Degrad Evil Fear World
Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Forever Heart Vanish Youth
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?
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Believe Color Drab Rather Wise
Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Anticipation Forward Half Look
Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Sociable Tree Whispering
I’m really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Broken Heart Little Spite
Thank goodness, we can choose our friends. We have to take our relatives as they are, and be thankful.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Being Goodness Montgomery Thankful
I hate to lend a book I love…it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Back Book Come Hate
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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Diana Knee Speak
I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Believe Giving Return
Gilbert put his arm about them. ‘Oh, you mothers!’ he said. ‘You mothers! God knew what He was about when He made you.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Arms Made Mother People

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