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Fear is a confession of weakness. What you fear is stronger than you, or you think it is, else you wouldn't be afraid of it.
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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I've a pocket full of dreams to sell, said Teddy, whimsically,... What d'ye lack? What d'ye lack? A dream of success--a dream of adventure--a dream of the sea--a dream of the woodland--any kind of a dream you want at reasonable prices, including one or two unique little nightmares. What will you give me for a dream?
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