Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYFear is the original sin. Almost all of the evil in the world has its origin in the fact that some one is afraid of something.It is a cold slimy serpent coiling about you. It is horrible to live with fear; and it is of all things degrading.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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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I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.
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What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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I have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones [.]
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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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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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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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Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
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She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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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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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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I’m really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
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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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