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
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYI’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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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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My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
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Facts are stubborn things, but, as some one has wisely said, not half so stubborn as fallacies.
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It will come sometime. Some beautiful morning she will just wake up and find it is Tomorrow. Not Today but Tomorrow. And then things will happen … wonderful things.
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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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I’m really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
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Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
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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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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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The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?
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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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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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