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?
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYWhat had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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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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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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All life lessons are not learned at college,’she thought. Life teaches them everywhere.
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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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I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
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It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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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 hate to lend a book I love…it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.
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Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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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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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.
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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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Anne was always glad in the happiness of her friends; but it is sometimes a little lonely to be surrounded everywhere by happiness that is not your own.
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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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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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Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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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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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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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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Anne, are you killed?’ shrieked Diana, throwing herself on her knees beside her friend. ‘Oh, Anne, dear Anne, speak just one word to me and tell me if you’re killed.
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That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
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most people worry so much, they think you’re not right if you don’t worry.
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Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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