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Who would endure life if it were not for the hope of death?
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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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.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
Humor is the spiciest condiment in the feast of existence. Laugh at your mistakes but learn from them, joke over your troubles but gather strength from them, make a jest of your difficulties but overcome them.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.
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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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Cakes have such a terrible habit of turning out bad just when you especially want them to be good.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
Anne always remembered the silvery, peaceful beauty and fragrant calm of that night. It was the last night before sorrow touched her life and no life is ever quite the same again when once that cold, sanctifying touch has been laid upon it.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
To dispair is to turn your back on God.
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I've done my best, and I begin to understand what is meant by 'the joy of strife'. Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
Yes, it's beautiful,' said Gilbert, looking steadily down into Anne's uplifted face, 'but wouldn't it have been more beautiful still, Anne, if there had been no separation or misunderstanding . . . if they had come hand in hand all the way through life, with no memories behind them but those which belonged to each other?
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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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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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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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Kindred spirits alone do not change with the changing years.
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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.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
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.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
You noticed that I wore this outfit twice? Why, the only thing you wear twice is a sour expression.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
Death grows friendlier as we grow older.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
Folks that has brought up children know that there's no hard and fast method in the world that'll suit every child. But them as never have think it's all as plain and easy as Rule of Three—just set your three terms down so fashion, and the sum'll work out correct.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
We are both going to pray that we may live together all our lives and die the same day.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
...the sorrows God sent us brought comfort and strength with them, while the sorrows we brought on ourselves, through folly or wickedness, were by far the hardest to bear.
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