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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYMarch 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.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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trees, unlike so many humans, always improve on acquaintance. No matter how much you like them at the start you are sure to like them much better further on, and best of all when you have known them for years and enjoyed intercourse with them in all seasons.
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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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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.
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It’s so hard to get up again—although of course the harder it is the more satisfaction you have when you do get up, haven’t you?
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She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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most people worry so much, they think you’re not right if you don’t worry.
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That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
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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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I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.
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Matthew, 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.
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Thank goodness, we can choose our friends. We have to take our relatives as they are, and be thankful.
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I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
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My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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