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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYShe had a way of embroidering life with stars.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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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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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How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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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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There are so many unpleasant things in the world already that there is no use in imagining any more.
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We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
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It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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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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Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
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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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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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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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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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