It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYShe had a way of embroidering life with stars.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.
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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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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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It will come sometime. Some beautiful morning she will just wake up and find it is Tomorrow. Not Today but Tomorrow. And then things will happen … wonderful things.
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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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What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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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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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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Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
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I’m really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
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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.
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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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Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
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