When twilight drops her curtain down And pins it with a star Remember that you have a friend Though she may wander far.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYIn 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
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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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Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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I have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones [.]
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It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
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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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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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Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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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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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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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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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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One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
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How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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We are never half so interesting when we have learned that language is given us to enable us to conceal our thoughts.
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