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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.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

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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October September Skip World
Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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Dance Fancy Shadow
I do know my own mind,’ protested Anne. ‘The trouble is, my mind changes and then I have to get acquainted with it all over again.
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Mind Own Trouble
most people worry so much, they think you’re not right if you don’t worry.
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People Thanks Uneasyness Worry
How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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Imagination Realms View
Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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Forever Heart Vanish Youth
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
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
What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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Easy Imagination Reality
When twilight drops her curtain down And pins it with a star Remember that you have a friend Though she may wander far.
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May Stars Twilight
One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
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Girl Habit Little
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.
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Jest Look Lost Sorter Wicked
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
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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Believe Color Drab Rather Wise
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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Look Serious Sober
Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.
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Encouraging Positive Uplifting

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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