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
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYSome nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
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A child that has a quick temper, just blaze up and cool down, ain’t never likely to be sly or deceitful.
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Facts are stubborn things, but, as some one has wisely said, not half so stubborn as fallacies.
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Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.
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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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Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
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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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There are so many unpleasant things in the world already that there is no use in imagining any more.
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In daylight I belong to the world . . . in the night to sleep and eternity. But in the dusk I’m free from both and belong only to myself . . . and you
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I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.
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My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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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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