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

Lucy Maud Montgomery

My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Hope Life Perfect
It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Cruelty Kind Worst
Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Honeym Night Wine Wormwood
A child that has a quick temper, just blaze up and cool down, ain’t never likely to be sly or deceitful.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Anger Children Deceitful
Facts are stubborn things, but, as some one has wisely said, not half so stubborn as fallacies.
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Fact Half Stubborn
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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October September Skip World
most people worry so much, they think you’re not right if you don’t worry.
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People Thanks Uneasyness Worry
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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Night Sleep World
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
Gilbert put his arm about them. ‘Oh, you mothers!’ he said. ‘You mothers! God knew what He was about when He made you.
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Arms Made Mother People
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.
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Jest Look Lost Sorter Wicked
She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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Embroidery Star Way
When twilight drops her curtain down And pins it with a star Remember that you have a friend Though she may wander far.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

May Stars Twilight
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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Beautiful Inspiration Morning
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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Little Lonely Sometimes
Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Sociable Tree Whispering

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