What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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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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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Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?
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She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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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’m really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
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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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most people worry so much, they think you’re not right if you don’t worry.
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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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Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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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’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
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Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
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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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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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