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We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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Hope Life Perfect
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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Night Sleep World
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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October September Skip World
Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
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Sociable Tree Whispering
A child that has a quick temper, just blaze up and cool down, ain’t never likely to be sly or deceitful.
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Anger Children Deceitful
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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May Stars Twilight
She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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Embroidery Star Way
I’m really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
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Broken Heart Little Spite
Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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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.
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Jest Look Lost Sorter Wicked
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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Look Serious Sober
Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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Long Memories Remember
Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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Anticipation Forward Half Look
There are so many unpleasant things in the world already that there is no use in imagining any more.
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Imaginary Use World
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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Believe Color Drab Rather Wise
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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Get Harder Satisfaction
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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Lamb Twilight Winter
I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.
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Believe Giving Return
Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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Forever Heart Vanish Youth
I have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones [.]
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Bad Create Few People Thing
All life lessons are not learned at college,’she thought. Life teaches them everywhere.
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College Everywhere Lesson Life
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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Half Interest Language
Mrs. Spencer said it was wicked of me to talk like that, but I didn’t mean to be wicked. It’s so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn’t it?
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Know Mean Wicked
Facts are stubborn things, but, as some one has wisely said, not half so stubborn as fallacies.
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Fact Half Stubborn
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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Mind Own Trouble
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
It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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Gables Graduation Green World

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