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A magic casement opening on the foam Of perilous seas in fairy lands forlorn,
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John Meredith paced up and down the parlour for a few minutes; then he went back to his study and sat down. But he did not return to his German theology.
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She gives me meals that stick to my ribs. She don't forget to put salt in the porridge. She never slams doors, and when she has nothing to say, she don't talk. That's uncanny in a woman, you know, Mister.
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The only fault he found with her was that she did not sing at her work. "Folks should always sing at their work," he insisted. "Sounds cheerful-like." "Not always," retorted Valancy. "Fancy a butcher singing at his work. Or an undertaker."
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Almost all the evil in the world has its origin in the fact that someone is afraid of something.
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The little birds sang as if it were The one day of summer in all the year.
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Like all woods, it seemed to be holding and enfolding secrets in its recesses,--secrets whose charm is only to be won by entering in and patiently seeking.
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Stoutness and slimness seem to be matters of predestination,
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It's all very well to read about sorrows and imagine yourself living through them heroically, but it's not so nice when you really come to have them,
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I hate this war," said Rilla bitterly, as she gazed out into the maple grove that was a chill glory of pink and gold in the winter sunset. "Nineteen-fourteen has gone," said Dr. Blythe on New Year's Day. "Its sun, which rose fairly, has set in blood. What will nineteen-fifteen bring?" "Victory!" said Susan, for once laconic."
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Humor is the spiciest condiment in the feast of existence.
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God is a spirit, infinite, eternal and unchangeable, in His being, wisdom, power, holiness, justice, goodness, and truth,
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Gracious heavenly Father, I thank Thee for the White Way of Delight and the Lake of Shining Waters and Bonny and the Snow Queen. I'm really extremely grateful for them. And that's all the blessings I can think of just now to thank Thee for. As for the things I want, they're so numerous that it would take a great deal of time to name them all so I will only mention the two most important. Please let me stay at Green Gables; and please let me..
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Mrs. Davis did not say anything half so amiable as good afternoon, but she took her departure.
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The girl's beauty and sorrow and loneliness drew her with an irresistible fascination.
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I always liked to meet Myra," said Miss Cornelia. "She was always so gay and cheerful--she made you feel better just by her handshake. Myra always made the best of things."
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People who don't like cats," said Valancy, attacking her dessert with a relish, "always seem to think that there is some peculiar virtue in not liking them." --
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The trouble with him seems to be that he hasn't enough imagination.
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it would be lovely to sleep in a wild cherry-tree all white with bloom in the moonshine, don't you think?
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She is just a perfect angel, while I am only angelic in spots and demonic in other spots.
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There was nobody else --there never could be anybody else for me but you. I've loved you ever since that day you broke your slate over my head in school.
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What is to be will be, and what isn't to be happens sometimes.
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I never in all my life saw or heard anything to equal her," muttered Marilla, beating a retreat down to the cellar after potatoes. "She is kind of interesting as Matthew says. I can feel already that I'm wondering what on earth she'll say next. She'll be casting a spell over me, too. She's cast it over Matthew. That look he gave me when he went out said everything he said or hinted last night over again. I wish he was like other men and wou..
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If you love me as I love you Nothing but death can part us two.
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Oh, Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them," exclaimed Anne. "You mayn't get the things themselves; but nothing can prevent you from having the fun of looking forward to them."
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having wrestled wildly with decimals the entire evening before, would be first. One awful day they were ties and their names were written up together. It was almost as bad as a take-notice and Anne's mortification was as evident as Gilbert's satisfaction. When the written examinations at the end of each month were held the suspense was terrible. The first month Gilbert came out three marks ahead. The second Anne beat him by five. But her tr..
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If I had my way I'd shut everything out of your life but happiness and pleasure, Anne," said Gilbert in the tone that meant "danger ahead." "Then you would be very unwise," rejoined Anne hastily. "I'm sure no life can be properly developed and rounded out without some trial and sorrow--though I suppose it is only when we are pretty comfortable that we admit it..."
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Marilla, isn't niece to think that to-morrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?" "I'll warrant you'll make plenty in it" said Marilla. "I never saw your beat for making mistakes, Anne." "Yes, and well I know it," admitted Anne mournfully. "But have you ever noticed one encouraging thing about me, Marilla? I never make the same mistake twice." "I don't know as that's much benefit when you're always making new ones." "Oh, don't you ..
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I have it lots of time--whenever I see anything royally beautiful. But they shouldn't call that lovely place the Avenue. There is no meaning in a name like that. They should call it--let me see--the White Way of Delight. Isn't that a nice imaginative name? When I don't like the name of a place or a person I always imagine a new one and always think of them so. There was a girl at the asylum whose name was Hepzibah Jenkins, but I always imag..
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Oh, I don't know. I've come so far short in so many things. I haven't done what I meant to do when I began to teach last fall. I haven't lived up to my ideals." "None of us ever do," said Mrs. Allan with a sigh. "But then, Anne, you know what Lowell says, 'Not failure but low aim is crime.' We must have ideals and try to live up to them, even if we never quite succeed. Life would be a sorry business without them. With them it's grand and gr..
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You don't think much about romance when you have just escaped from a watery grave.
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what perverted shapes thwarted love can take.
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You wanted to be Mrs. and Mrs. you shall be with a vengeance as far as I am concerned.
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Whiskers says that he will believe the stories of German atrocities when he sees them, and that it is a good thing that Rangs Cathedral has been destroyed because it was a Roman Catholic church. Now, I am not a Roman Catholic, Mrs. Dr. dear, being born and bred a good Presbyterian and meaning to live and die one, but I maintain that the Catholics have as good a right to their churches as we have to ours and that the Huns had no kind of busi..
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You don't chatter half as much as you used to, Anne, nor use half as many big words. What has come over you?" Anne coloured and laughed a little, as she dropped her book and looked dreamily out of the window, where big fat red buds were bursting out on the creeper in response to the lure of the spring sunshine. "I don't know--I don't want to talk as much," she said, denting her chin thoughtfully with her fore-finger. "It's nicer to think de..
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When she...walked down the long hill that sloped to the Lake of Shining Waters it was past sunset and all Avonlea lay before her in a dreamlike afterlight- 'a haunt of ancient peace'. There was a freshness in the air as of a wind that had blown over honeysweet fields of clover. Home lights twinkled out here and there among the homestead trees. Beyond lay the sea, misty and purple, with its haunting, unceasing murmur. The west was a glory of..
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You talk in the language of the violets.
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Whenever he got stuck for an idea, he would bang the Bible and shout very bitterly, 'Curse ye Meroz.' Poor Meroz got thoroughly cursed that day, whoever he was, Mrs. Dr. dear," said Susan."
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Now, don't fly off the handle. Martha said the butcher at the Glen had no meat this week and she had to have something and the hens were all laying and too poor.
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Adam. He ought to have been in the pot long ago--he'll be as tough as sole leather. But I wouldn't like to be in Martha's shoes. Faith's just white with rage; Una, you'd better go after her and try to peacify her.
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Miss Cornelia snipped her thread off as viciously as if, Nero-like, she was severing the neck of mankind by the stroke.
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Isn't it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me glad to be alive. It's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting, if we knew all about everything, would it? There'd be no scope for imagination then, would there?
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I wrote a chapter. A burden rolled away from my spirit. And I was suddenly back in my own world with all my dear Avonlea and Glen folks again. It was like going home...
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clouds of the golden west between its softly dark shores. The sea moaned eerily on the sand-bar, sorrowful even in spring, ...
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