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It's delightful when your imaginations come true, isn't it?
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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After all, Anne had said to Marilla once, I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.
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There's such a lot of different Annes in me. I sometimes think that is why I'm such a troublesome person. If I was just the one Anne it would be ever so much more comfortable, but then it wouldn't be half so interesting.
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That is one good thing about this world - there are always sure to be more springs.
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I've always loved the night and I'll like lying awake and thinking over everything in life, past, present and to come. Especially to come.
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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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That's a lovely idea, Diana,' said Anne enthusiastically. 'Living so that you beautify your name, even if it wasn't beautiful to begin with…making it stand in people's thoughts for something so lovely and pleasant that they never think of it by itself. Thank you, Diana.
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The only thing I envy about a cat is its purr, remarked Dr. Blythe once, listening to Doc's resonant melody. It is the most contented sound in the world.
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That's one of the things we learn as we grow older -- how to forgive. It comes easier at forty than it did at twenty.
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In this world you've just got to hope for the best and prepare for the worst and take whatever God sends.
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You can't have many exclamation points left,' thought Anne, 'but no doubt the supply of italics is inexhaustible.
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But was anything in life, Anne asked herself wearily, like one's imagination of it?
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She seemed to walk in an atmosphere of things about to happen.
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Why did dusk and fir-scent and the afterglow of autumnal sunsets make people say absurd things?
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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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She looked like a head-on collision between a fashion plate and a nightmare.
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Fancies are like shadows...you can't cage them, they're such wayward, dancing things.
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My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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I don't want sunbursts and marble halls. I just want YOU. Sunbursts and marble halls may be all very well, but there is more 'scope for imagination' without them. And as for the waiting, that doesn't matter. We'll just be happy, waiting and working for each other—and dreaming. Oh, dreams will be very sweet now.
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I read somewhere once that souls were like flowers,' said Priscilla. 'Then your soul is a golden narcissus,' said Anne, 'and Diana's is like a red, red rose. Jane's is an apple blossom, pink and wholesome and sweet.' 'And our own is a white violet, with purple streaks in its heart,' finished Priscilla.
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You must pay the penalty of growing-up, Paul. You must leave fairyland behind you.
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