Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYMatthew, 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.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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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Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
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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.
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She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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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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How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
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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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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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One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
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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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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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We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
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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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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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