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Truly, the happiness certain things give us is never to be measured by their worldly importance.
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No, darling. We've always known each other in Tomorrow,' I said.
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the golden west between its softly dark shores. The sea moaned eerily on the sand-bar, sorrowful even in spring, but a sly, jovial wind
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There's something very solemn about the idea of a new year, isn't there? Just think of three hundred and sixty-five whole days with not a thing happened in them yet.
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When it was all over, Margaret's father and mother forgave her, and she went back home to wait--to WAIT. Oh, it is so dreadful just to WAIT, and do nothing else. Margaret waited for nearly a year. How long it must have seemed to her! And at last there came a letter--but not from Alan. Alan was DEAD. He had died in California and had been buried there. While Margaret had been thinking of him and longing for him and praying for him he had bee..
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Well, it was awful said," said Felicity, wiping her eyes. "But it was long ago and we can't do any good by crying over it now. Let us go and get something to eat. I made some nice little rhubarb tarts this morning."
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Emotion shook Rilla from head to foot. Joy--happiness--sorrow--fear--every passion that had wrung her heart in those four long years seemed to surge up in her soul for a moment as the deeps of being were stirred. She had tried to speak; at first voice would not come. Then--"Yeth," said Rilla."
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We went away, leaving Dan sitting on the door-sill reading his book, and Jimmy P. snoozing blissfully on the sofa. When we returned--Felix and the girls and I were ahead of the others--Dan was still sitting in precisely the same place and attitude; but there was no Jimmy in sight. "Dan, where's the baby?" cried Felicity. Dan looked around. His jaw fell in blank amazement. I never say any one look as foolish as Dan at that moment. "Good grac..
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Books are not written about proper children. They would be so dull no one would read them.
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Mr. Meredith couldn't tell her, but they plunged into a discussion of German militarism that lasted long after Rosemary had found the book. Rosemary said nothing, but sat in a little rocker behind Ellen and stroked an important black cat meditatively.
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Every morn is a fresh beginning, Every morn is the world made new,
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Poi... sei arrivata tu. Ho credere che tu mi amassi, che amassi veramente me, non i milioni di mio padre. Non c'era altro motivo per cui avresti voluto sposare un diavolo senza un penny e con i miei ipotetici precedenti. E io provavo pena per te. Oh, si, non nego di averti sposata perche provavo pena per te. E poi... ho scoperto che eri la migliore, la piu allegra e la piu cara compagna che avessi mai avuto. Spiritosa, leale, dolce. Mi ha..
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Have you ever noticed how many different silences there are, Gilbert? The silence of the woods...of the shore...of the meadows...of the night...of the summer afternoon. All different because all the undertones that thread are different. I'm sure if I were totally blind and insensitive to heat and cold I could easily tell just where I was by the quality of the silence about me.
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lads who were to fight, and perhaps fall, on the fields of France and Flanders, Gallipoli and Palestine, were still roguish schoolboys with a fair life in prospect before
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Lo que quiero conseguir del curso en la universidad es algun conocimiento sobre la mejor manera de vivir la vida y sacarle el maximo y mejor provecho. Quiero aprender para entender y ayudar a otra gente y a mi misma. (...) Ese es el fin que debe tener la universidad, en lugar de producir un monton de licenciados y graduados, tan atragantados de libros y vanidad que no les queda sitio para otra cosa.
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Everybody is a little insane on some points
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Don't you know ANY good husbands, Miss Bryant?" "Oh, yes, lots of them--over yonder," said Miss Cornelia, waving her hand through the open window towards the little graveyard of the church across the harbor."
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Uncle Jim, if I wasn't ME who'd I be?' and, 'Uncle Jim, what would happen if God died?
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I've no doubt, enjoying himself same as ever. Just like a man.
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You will go far beyond what I have done - you can create - I can only build with the materials others have made. But we builders have our place - we can make temples for our gods and goddesses if nothing else.
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When one great passion seizes possession of the soul all other feelings are crowded aside.
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Anne always liked to get up early and catch that mystical half-hour before sunrise when the world belongs to the fairies and the old gods.
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We had a yelling contest there the other night to see which could yell the loudest. To my surprise I found I could. You never can tell what you can do till you try.
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CHAPTER XII. THE BLUE CHEST OF RACHEL WARD
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She said that everything had colour in her thought; the months of the year ran through all the tints of the spectrum, the days of the week were arrayed as Solomon in his glory, morning was golden, noon orange, evening crystal blue, and night violet. Every idea came to her mind robed in its own especial hue. Perhaps that was why her voice and words had such a charm, conveying to the listeners' perception such fine shadings of meaning and tin..
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No... it's lovely here when the dark is your friend, isn't it? When you turn on the light, it makes the dark your enemy... and it glowers in at you resentfully.
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But if you have big ideas you have to use big words to express them
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How beautiful it was, lying embowered in the twilight of the old trees; the tips of the loftiest spruces came out in purple silhouettes against the north-weatersn sky of rose and amber; down behind it the Blair Water dreamed in silver; the Wind Woman had folded her misty bat-wings in a valley of sunset and stillness that lay over the world like a blessing. Emily felt sure that everything would be all right.
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How do you like my picture, Phil?" "It seems a very dull one," said Phil, with a grimace. "Oh, but I've left out the transforming thing," said Anne softly. "There'll be love there, Phil--faithful, tender love, such as I'll never find anywhere else in the world--love that's waiting for me. That makes my picture a masterpiece, doesn't it, even if the colors are not very brilliant?"
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Isn't it splendid there are so many things to like in this world?
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when you ARE imagining you might as well imagine something worth while
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For Anne to take things calmly would have been to change her nature. All 'spirit and fire and dew,' as she was, the pleasures and pains of life came to her with trebled intensity. Marilla felt this and was vaguely troubled over it, realizing that the ups and downs of existence would probably bear hardly on this impulsive soul and not sufficiently understanding that the equally great capacity for delight might more than compensate. Therefore..
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But trust one man to excuse another.
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There is some good in every person if you can find it. It is a teacher's duty to find and develop it.
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The woods are so human," wrote John Foster, "that to know them one must live with them. An occasional saunter through them, keeping to the well-trodden paths, will never admit us to their intimacy. If we wish to be friends we must seek them out and win them by frequent, reverent visits at all hours; by morning, by noon, and by night; and at all seasons, in spring, in summer, in autumn, in winter. Otherwise we can never really know them and ..
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There is no use in loving things if you have to be torn from them, is there?
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That water looks as if it was smiling at me
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The stars twinkled through the fir-trees and right and left the harbour range-lights shone like great earth stars. Presently a moon rose and there was a sparkling trail over the harbour like a lady's silken dress.
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I see you have a cat." "Wrong." Father Cassidy shook his head and groaned dismally. "A cat has me."
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I don't like reading about martyrs because they always make me feel petty and ashamed... ashamed to admit I hate to get out of bed on frosty mornings and shrink from a visit to the dentist!
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There is nothing but meetings and partings in this world
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Well, I should like to see you go to college, Anne, but if you never do, don't grow discontented about it. We make our own lives wherever we are, after all... college can only help us do it more easily.
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For, disguise the fact as we will, when friends, even the closest--perhaps the more because of that very closeness--meet again after a separation there is always a chill, lesser or greater, of change. Neither finds the other quite the same. This is natural and inevitable. Human nature is ever growing or retrogressing--never stationary.
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It is never quite safe to think we have done with life. When we imagine we have finished our story fate has a trick of turning the page and showing us yet another chapter.
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