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I have learned to look upon each little hindrance as a jest and each great one as a foreshadowing of victory.

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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New London
Prince Edward Island
Lucy Maud Montgomery Macdonald
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…always felt the pain of her friends so keenly that she could not speak easy, fluent words of comforting. Besides, she remembered how well-meant speeches had hurt her in her own sorrow and was afraid.
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