Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYI’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?
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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 shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.
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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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Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
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Mrs. Spencer said it was wicked of me to talk like that, but I didn’t mean to be wicked. It’s so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn’t it?
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All life lessons are not learned at college,’she thought. Life teaches them everywhere.
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One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
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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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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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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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It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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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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