She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYtrees, 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.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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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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Thank goodness, we can choose our friends. We have to take our relatives as they are, and be thankful.
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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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Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
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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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Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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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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We pay a price for everything we get or take in this world; and although ambitions are well worth having, they are not to be cheaply won, but exact their dues of work and self denial, anxiety and discouragement.
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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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One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
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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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I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.
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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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