black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

A child that has a quick temper, just blaze up and cool down, ain’t never likely to be sly or deceitful.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Anger Children Deceitful
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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Mind Own Trouble
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.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Diana Knee Speak
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?
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

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

Come Face Fact World
Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Forever Heart Vanish Youth
It’s not what the world holds for you. It’s what you bring to it.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Gables Graduation Green World
Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Alive Glad Lovely World
We are never half so interesting when we have learned that language is given us to enable us to conceal our thoughts.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Half Interest Language
I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn’t it?
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

October September Skip World
All life lessons are not learned at college,’she thought. Life teaches them everywhere.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

College Everywhere Lesson Life
It’s the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can’t cope with it.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Cruelty Kind Worst
Maples are such sociable trees … They’re always rustling and whispering to you.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Sociable Tree Whispering
Thank goodness, we can choose our friends. We have to take our relatives as they are, and be thankful.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Being Goodness Montgomery Thankful
Gilbert put his arm about them. ‘Oh, you mothers!’ he said. ‘You mothers! God knew what He was about when He made you.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Arms Made Mother People
One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Girl Habit Little

My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Lucy Maud Montgomery Quotes