Matthew, much to his own surprise, was enjoying himself. Like most quiet folks he liked talkative people when they were willing to do the talking themselves and did not expect him to keep up his end of it.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYThat is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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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Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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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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How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in 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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What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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I’m really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
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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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I have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones [.]
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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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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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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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