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What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Cruelty Kind Worst
Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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Long Memories Remember
What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Easy Imagination Reality
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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Ambition Anxiety Self
Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
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Sociable Tree Whispering
The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?
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Look Pleasure World
Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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Dance Fancy Shadow
We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
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Forward Future Mistake Regret
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
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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Arms Made Mother People
Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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Forever Heart Vanish Youth
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
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
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Night Sleep World
Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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Honeym Night Wine Wormwood
It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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Gables Graduation Green World
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

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