She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYOh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
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Facts are stubborn things, but, as some one has wisely said, not half so stubborn as fallacies.
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There are so many unpleasant things in the world already that there is no use in imagining any more.
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I’m really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
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It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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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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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 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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We pay a price for everything we get or take in this world; and although ambitions are well worth having, they are not to be cheaply won, but exact their dues of work and self denial, anxiety and discouragement.
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Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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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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I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.
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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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My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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