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Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

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
That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
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Animal Good Things Nature Spring
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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Ambition Anxiety Self
My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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Hope Life Perfect
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
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
I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
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Come Face Fact World
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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Dread Felt Mind Woman
Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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Dance Fancy Shadow
I hate to lend a book I love…it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.
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Back Book Come Hate
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
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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Diana Knee Speak
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
Some nights are like honey – and some like wine – and some like wormwood.
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Honeym Night Wine Wormwood
It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
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Cruelty Kind Worst
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

Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.

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