I hate to lend a book I love…it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERYMy life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes
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It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
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Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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I’m afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We’ve got to face the fact. (Walter)
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Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne.
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Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
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trees, unlike so many humans, always improve on acquaintance. No matter how much you like them at the start you are sure to like them much better further on, and best of all when you have known them for years and enjoyed intercourse with them in all seasons.
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Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.
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most people worry so much, they think you’re not right if you don’t worry.
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That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
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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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Gilbert put his arm about them. ‘Oh, you mothers!’ he said. ‘You mothers! God knew what He was about when He made you.
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Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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Fear is the original sin. Almost all of the evil in the world has its origin in the fact that some one is afraid of something.It is a cold slimy serpent coiling about you. It is horrible to live with fear; and it is of all things degrading.
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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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Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
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