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How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.
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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You'll never write anything that really satisfies you though it may satisfy other people.
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I read in a book once that a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, but I've never been able to believe it. I don't believe a rose WOULD be as nice if it was called a thistle or a skunk cabbage.
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If a kiss could be seen I think it would look like a violet,' said Priscilla. Anne glowed. 'I'm so glad you spoke that thought, Priscilla, instead of just thinking it and keeping it to yourself. This world would be a much more interesting place…although it is very interesting, anyhow…if people spoke out their real thoughts.
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It will come sometime. Some beautiful morning she will just wake up and find it is Tomorrow. Not Today but Tomorrow. And then things will happen ... wonderful things.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
There is another bend in the road after this. No one knows what will happen.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
She wanted to be alone - to think things out - to adjust herself, if it were possible, to the new world in which she seemed to have been transplanted with a suddenness and completeness that left her half bewildered to her own identity.
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I can just imagine myself sitting down at the head of the table and pouring out the tea, said Anne, shutting her eyes ecstatically. And asking Diana if she takes sugar! I know she doesn't but of course I'll ask her just as if I didn't know.
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I'm afraid of those cows,' protested poor Dora, seeing a prospect of escape. 'The very idea of your being scared of those cows,' scoffed Davy. 'Why, they're both younger than you.
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She seemed to walk in an atmosphere of things about to happen.
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Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one's life with pomp and blare... Perhaps it crept to one's side like an old friend through quiet ways.
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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.
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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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I'm not a bit changed - not really. I'm only just pruned down and branched out. The real me - back here - is just the same.
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I know I haven't much sense or sobriety, but I've got what is ever so much better — the knack of making people like me.
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I have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones [.]
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You may tire of reality but you never tire of dreams.
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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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Truth exists, only lies have to be invented.
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What is it really like to be engaged? asked Anne curiously. Well, that all depends on who you're engaged to, answered Diana, with that maddening air of superior wisdom always assumed by those who are engaged over those who are not.
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There might be some hours of loneliness. But there was something wonderful even in loneliness. At least you belonged to yourself when you were lonely.
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