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Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

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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Lamb Twilight Winter
Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
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Sociable Tree Whispering
She had never before minded being alone. Now she dreaded it. When she was alone now she felt so dreadfully alone.
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Dread Felt Mind Woman
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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Get Harder Satisfaction
She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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Embroidery Star Way
We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
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Forward Future Mistake Regret
Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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Honeym Night Wine Wormwood
I hate to lend a book I love…it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.
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Back Book Come Hate
Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Long Memories Remember
I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
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Come Face Fact World
Facts are stubborn things, but, as some one has wisely said, not half so stubborn as fallacies.
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Fact Half Stubborn
I have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones [.]
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Bad Create Few People Thing
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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Little Lonely Sometimes
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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Degrad Evil Fear World
It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
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Cruelty Kind Worst
I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.
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Believe Giving Return

Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.

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