Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYI’m really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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There must be a limit to the mistakes one person can make, and when I get to the end of them, then I’ll be through with them. That’s a comforting thought
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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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Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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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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My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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I do know my own mind,’ protested Anne. ‘The trouble is, my mind changes and then I have to get acquainted with it all over again.
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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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Thank goodness, we can choose our friends. We have to take our relatives as they are, and be thankful.
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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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trees, unlike so many humans, always improve on acquaintance. No matter how much you like them at the start you are sure to like them much better further on, and best of all when you have known them for years and enjoyed intercourse with them in all seasons.
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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 afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
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Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
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She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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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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Fear 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.
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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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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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Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
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Facts are stubborn things, but, as some one has wisely said, not half so stubborn as fallacies.
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I’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?
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That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
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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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