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I know I chatter on far too much... but if you only knew how many things I want to say and don't. Give me SOME credit.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

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Lucy Maud Montgomery
Age: 67 †
Born: 1874
Born: November 30
Died: 1942
Died: April 24
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Prince Edward Island
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But [sorrows] won't get the better of you if you face 'em together with love and trust. You can weather any storm with them two for compass and pilot.
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The night was clear and frosty, all ebony of shadow and silver of snowy slope big stars were shining over the silent fields here and there the dark pointed firs stood up with snow powdering their branches and the wind whistling through them.
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Anne laughed and sighed. She felt very old and mature and wise — which showed how young she was.
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Don't be very frightened, Marilla. I was walking the ridge-pole and I fell off. I suspect I have sprained my ankle. But, Marilla, I might have broken my neck. Let us look on the bright side of things.
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My pen shall heal, not hurt.
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We've had a beautiful friendship, Diana. We've never marred it by one quarrel or coolness or unkind word and I hope it will always be so. But things can't be quite the same after this. You'll have other interests. I'll just be on the outside.
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The woods are never solitary--they are full of whispering, beckoning, friendly life. But the sea is a mighty soul, forever moaning of some great, unshareable sorrow, which shuts it up into itself for all eternity.
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Since ever the world was spinning And till the world shall end You've your man in the beginning Or you have him in the end, But to have him from start to finish And neither nor borrow nor lend Is what all of the girls are wanting And none of the gods can send
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There is no such thing as freedom on earth, he said. Only different kinds of bondages. And comparative bondages. YOU think you are free now because you've escaped from a peculiarly unbreakable kind of bondage. But are you? You love me - THAT'S a bondage.
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There is another bend in the road after this. No one knows what will happen.
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A house isn't a home without the ineffable contentment of a cat with its tail folded about its feet. A cat gives mystery, charm, suggestion.
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You are the only person who loves me in the world, said Elizabeth. When you talk to me I smell violets.
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It was less humiliating to admit crying because of your feet than because - because somebody had been amusing himself with you and your friends had forgotten you, and other people patronised you.
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I wonder if it will be—can be—any more beautiful than this,’ murmured Anne, looking around her with the loving, enraptured eyes of those to whom ‘home’ must always be the loveliest spot in the world, no matter what fairer lands may lie under alien stars.
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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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Without shedding of blood there is no anything. Everything, it seems to me, has to be purchased by selfsacrifice. Our race has marked every step of its painful ascent with blood. And now torrents of it must flow again.
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I love them, they are so nice and selfish. Dogs are TOO good and unselfish. They make me feel uncomfortable. But cats are gloriously human.
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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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There are many worse friends than the soft, silent, furry, cat-folk.
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It's so dreadful to have nothing to love - life is so empty - and there's nothing worse than emptiness.
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