She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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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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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Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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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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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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I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
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Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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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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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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One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
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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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We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
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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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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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It’s so hard to get up again—although of course the harder it is the more satisfaction you have when you do get up, haven’t you?
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Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
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