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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

Lucy Maud Montgomery

I have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones [.]
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Bad Create Few People Thing
I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.
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Believe Giving Return
Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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Long Memories Remember
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
most people worry so much, they think you’re not right if you don’t worry.
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People Thanks Uneasyness Worry
She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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Embroidery Star Way
Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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Honeym Night Wine Wormwood
What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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Easy Imagination Reality
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
We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
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Forward Future Mistake Regret
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
All life lessons are not learned at college,’she thought. Life teaches them everywhere.
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College Everywhere Lesson Life
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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Comfort End Limit Mistake People
Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
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Alive Glad Lovely World
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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Jest Look Lost Sorter Wicked
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
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Night Sleep World

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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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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