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

Lucy Maud Montgomery

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

Cruelty Kind Worst
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
I do know my own mind,’ protested Anne. ‘The trouble is, my mind changes and then I have to get acquainted with it all over again.
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Mind Own Trouble
All life lessons are not learned at college,’she thought. Life teaches them everywhere.
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College Everywhere Lesson Life
I have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones [.]
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Bad Create Few People Thing
Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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Long Memories Remember
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
We are never half so interesting when we have learned that language is given us to enable us to conceal our thoughts.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Half Interest Language
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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Diana Knee Speak
It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Gables Graduation Green World
Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.
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Encouraging Positive Uplifting
There are so many unpleasant things in the world already that there is no use in imagining any more.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Imaginary Use World
My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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Hope Life Perfect
I hate to lend a book I love…it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Back Book Come Hate
She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Embroidery Star Way
How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Imagination Realms View

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