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Thank goodness, we can choose our friends. We have to take our relatives as they are, and be thankful.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

Anne, are you killed?’ shrieked Diana, throwing herself on her knees beside her friend. ‘Oh, Anne, dear Anne, speak just one word to me and tell me if you’re killed.
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Diana Knee Speak
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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Ambition Anxiety Self
Facts are stubborn things, but, as some one has wisely said, not half so stubborn as fallacies.
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Fact Half Stubborn
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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Night Sleep World
Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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Anticipation Forward Half Look
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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Look Serious Sober
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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Dread Felt Mind Woman
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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Beautiful Inspiration Morning
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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Duty Faces Found Friend
March 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.
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Lamb Twilight Winter
Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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Forever Heart Vanish Youth
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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Jest Look Lost Sorter Wicked
Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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Honeym Night Wine Wormwood
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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Half Interest Language
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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October September Skip World
I’m really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
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Broken Heart Little Spite

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