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I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)

Lucy Maud Montgomery

Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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Long Memories Remember
It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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Gables Graduation Green World
Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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Forever Heart Vanish Youth
Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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Anticipation Forward Half Look
Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.
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Dance Fancy Shadow
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
What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.
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Easy Imagination Reality
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
A child that has a quick temper, just blaze up and cool down, ain’t never likely to be sly or deceitful.
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Anger Children Deceitful
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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Believe Color Drab Rather Wise
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
Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
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Sociable Tree Whispering
I’m really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
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Broken Heart Little Spite
Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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Deal Desert Gently
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
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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Look Serious Sober

I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)

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