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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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It was rapture enough just to sit there beside him in silence, alone in the summer night in the white splendor of moonshine, with the wind blowing down on them out of the pine woods.
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It's good advice, but I expect it will be hard to follow good advice is apt to be, I think.
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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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The woods call to us with a hundred voices, but the sea has one only — a mighty voice that drowns our souls in its majestic music. The woods are human, but the sea is of the company of the archangels.
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People who don't like cats always seem to think there is some peculiar virtue in not liking them.
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she was richer in those dreams than in realities for things seen pass away, but the things that are unseen are eternal.
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if I can't get what I want - well, I'll want what I can get.
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Why is it that the nicest things never are healthy?
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Who would endure life if it were not for the hope of death?
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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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Rilla's heart skipped a beat — or, if that be a physiological impossibility, she thought it did.
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The point of good writing is knowing when to stop.
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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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I don't know that she is as amusing as she was when she was a child, but she makes me love her and I like people who make me love them. It saves me so much trouble in making myself love them.
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I must be getting old ... People are beginning to tell me I look so young. They never tell you that when you are young.
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The trouble with you people is that you don't laugh enough.
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She asked me what made me do such a thing. That is an awkward question because I often can't tell what makes me do things. Sometimes I do them just to find out what I feel like doing them. And sometimes I do them because I want to have some exciting things to tell my grandchildren.
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Anne was always glad in the happiness of her friends but it is sometimes a little lonely to be surrounded everywhere by happiness that is not your own.
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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.
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When people mean to be good to you, you don't mind very much when they're not quite—always.
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