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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.

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
Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Air Inspirational Mistake
She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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Embroidery Star Way
I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Believe Giving Return
We are never half so interesting when we have learned that language is given us to enable us to conceal our thoughts.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Half Interest Language
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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Emotion Enjoy People Quiet Talk
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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Dread Felt Mind Woman
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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Duty Faces Found Friend
It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Cruelty Kind Worst
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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Look Serious Sober
One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Girl Habit Little
Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Anticipation Forward Half Look
Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Honeym Night Wine Wormwood
Heretics are wicked, but they’re mighty int’resting. It’s jest that they’ve got sorter lost looking for God, being under the impression that He’s hard to find – which He ain’t never.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Jest Look Lost Sorter Wicked
That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Animal Good Things Nature Spring
How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Imagination Realms View

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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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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