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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYLife, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
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What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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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?
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How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?
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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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Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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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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We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
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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 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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Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
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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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My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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