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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.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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Imagination Realms View
Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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Forever Heart Vanish Youth
The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?
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Look Pleasure World
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
Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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Long Memories Remember
Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.
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Encouraging Positive Uplifting
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
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
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
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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Acquaintance Matter Tree Year
Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
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Sociable Tree Whispering
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
Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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Dance Fancy Shadow
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
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
Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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Anticipation Forward Half Look

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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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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