Thank goodness, we can choose our friends. We have to take our relatives as they are, and be thankful.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYAnne 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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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 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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Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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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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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.
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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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How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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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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Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
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Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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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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The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?
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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
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Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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