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 MONTGOMERYIt’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?
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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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Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?
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One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
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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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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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What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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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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Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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We are never half so interesting when we have learned that language is given us to enable us to conceal our thoughts.
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Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.
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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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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 hate to lend a book I love…it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.
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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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