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My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

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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Acquaintance Matter Tree Year
most people worry so much, they think you’re not right if you don’t worry.
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People Thanks Uneasyness Worry
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
Life, deal gently with her … Love, never desert her
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Deal Desert Gently
I have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones [.]
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Bad Create Few People Thing
Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
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Forever Heart Vanish Youth
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
We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
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Forward Future Mistake Regret
She had looked her duty courageously in the face and found it a friend – as duty ever is when we meet it frankly.
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Duty Faces Found Friend
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
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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Know Mean Wicked
There are so many unpleasant things in the world already that there is no use in imagining any more.
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Imaginary Use World
My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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Hope Life Perfect
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

My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.

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