Gilbert put his arm about them. ‘Oh, you mothers!’ he said. ‘You mothers! God knew what He was about when He made you.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYBut I believe I rather like superstitious people. They lend color to life. Wouldn’t it be a rather drab world if everybody was wise and sensible . . . and good? What would we find to talk about?
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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 hate to lend a book I love…it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.
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That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
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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.
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She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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Fear is the original sin. Almost all of the evil in the world has its origin in the fact that some one is afraid of something.It is a cold slimy serpent coiling about you. It is horrible to live with fear; and it is of all things degrading.
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Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
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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.
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Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
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But I believe I rather like superstitious people. They lend color to life. Wouldn’t it be a rather drab world if everybody was wise and sensible . . . and good? What would we find to talk about?
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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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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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A child that has a quick temper, just blaze up and cool down, ain’t never likely to be sly or deceitful.
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