I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYDon’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.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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I hate to lend a book I love…it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.
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Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.
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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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Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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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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We are never half so interesting when we have learned that language is given us to enable us to conceal our thoughts.
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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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My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
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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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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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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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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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