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 MONTGOMERYShe had never before minded being alone. Now she dreaded it. When she was alone now she felt so dreadfully alone.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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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I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn’t it?
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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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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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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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It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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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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It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
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We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
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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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The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?
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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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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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One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
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We are never half so interesting when we have learned that language is given us to enable us to conceal our thoughts.
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