It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYI have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones [.]
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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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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most people worry so much, they think you’re not right if you don’t worry.
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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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I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
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She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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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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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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That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
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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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Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
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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 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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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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How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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