It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
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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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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Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in 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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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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Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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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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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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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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Anne, are you killed?’ shrieked Diana, throwing herself on her knees beside her friend. ‘Oh, Anne, dear Anne, speak just one word to me and tell me if you’re killed.
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Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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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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It will come sometime. Some beautiful morning she will just wake up and find it is Tomorrow. Not Today but Tomorrow. And then things will happen … wonderful things.
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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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That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
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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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