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One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Forward Future Mistake Regret
I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Come Face Fact World
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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Lamb Twilight Winter
Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Deal Desert Gently
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?
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Believe Color Drab Rather Wise
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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Beautiful Inspiration Morning
It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Cruelty Kind Worst
The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Look Pleasure World
My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Hope Life Perfect
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?
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Get Harder Satisfaction
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
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Night Sleep World
One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Girl Habit Little
She had looked her duty courageously in the face and found it a friend – as duty ever is when we meet it frankly.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Duty Faces Found Friend
Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Honeym Night Wine Wormwood
Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Sociable Tree Whispering
It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Gables Graduation Green World

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