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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.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Jest Look Lost Sorter Wicked
The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?
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Look Pleasure World
We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
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Forward Future Mistake Regret
Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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Forever Heart Vanish Youth
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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Anger Children Deceitful
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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Duty Faces Found Friend
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?
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Know Mean Wicked
We pay a price for everything we get or take in this world; and although ambitions are well worth having, they are not to be cheaply won, but exact their dues of work and self denial, anxiety and discouragement.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Ambition Anxiety Self
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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Comfort End Limit Mistake People
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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Little Lonely Sometimes
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
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
It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
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Cruelty Kind Worst
most people worry so much, they think you’re not right if you don’t worry.
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People Thanks Uneasyness Worry
There are so many unpleasant things in the world already that there is no use in imagining any more.
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Imaginary Use World
I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Believe Giving Return

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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