We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYMaples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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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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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I hate to lend a book I love…it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.
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Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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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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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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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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Gilbert put his arm about them. ‘Oh, you mothers!’ he said. ‘You mothers! God knew what He was about when He made you.
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It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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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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That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
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Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.
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How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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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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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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