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Don't try to write anything you can't feel - it will be a failure - 'echoes nothing worth
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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The body grows slowly and steadily but the soul grows by leaps and bounds. It may come to its full stature in an hour.
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Anne felt instinctively that romance was peeping at her around a corner.
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Reading stories is bad enough but writing them is worse.
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But it ain't our feelings we have to steer by through life--no, no, we'd make shipwreck mighty often if we did that. There's only the one safe compass and we've got to set our course by that--what it's right to do.
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Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
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That's the worst…or the best…of real life, Anne. It won't let you be miserable. It keeps on trying to make you comfortable…and succeeding…even when you're determined to be unhappy and romantic.
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…the Lake of Shining Waters was blue — blue — blue not the changeful blue of spring, nor the pale azure of summer, but a clear, steadfast, serene blue, as if the water were past all modes and tenses of emotion and had settled down to a tranquillity unbroken by fickle dreams.
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I feel as if I had opened a book and found roses of yesterday sweet and fragrant, between its leaves.
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Gossip lies nine times and tells a half truth the tenth.
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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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There is another bend in the road after this. No one knows what will happen.
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In daylight I belong to the world . . . in the night to sleep and eternity. But in the dusk I'm free from both and belong only to myself . . . and you
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You'll never write anything that really satisfies you though it may satisfy other people.
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Don't you just love poetry that gives you a crinkly feeling up and down your back?
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I'd like to add some beauty to life, said Anne dreamily. I don't exactly want to make people KNOW more... though I know that IS the noblest ambition... but I'd love to make them have a pleasanter time because of me... to have some little joy or happy thought that would never have existed if I hadn't been born.
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Nathan always believed his wife was trying to poison him but he didn't seem to mind. He said it made life kind of exciting.
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I am well in body although considerable rumpled up in spirit.
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