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The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?

Lucy Maud Montgomery

How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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Imagination Realms View
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
What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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Easy Imagination Reality
Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
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Air Inspirational Mistake
She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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Embroidery Star Way
One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
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Girl Habit Little
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
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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Look Serious Sober
Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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Dance Fancy Shadow
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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Degrad Evil Fear World
Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
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Sociable Tree Whispering
Thank goodness, we can choose our friends. We have to take our relatives as they are, and be thankful.
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Being Goodness Montgomery Thankful
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
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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Believe Color Drab Rather Wise
My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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Hope Life Perfect
Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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Deal Desert Gently

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