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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| c82e4f9 | Each girl has to read her story out loud then we talk it over. We are going to keep them all sacredly and have them to read to our descendants. We each write under a nom do plume. Mine is Rosamond Montmorency. All the girls do pretty well. Ruby Gillis is rather sentimental. She puts too much lovemaking into her stories and you know too much is worse than too little. Jane never puts any because she says it makes her feel so silly when she ha.. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 9a587cf | Leslie, after her first anguish was over, found it possible to go on with life after all, as most of us do, no matter what our particular form of torment has been. It is even possible that she enjoyed moments of it, when she was one of the gay circle in the little house of dreams. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 89fd6c8 | It's really splendid to imagine you are a queen. You have all the fun of it without any of the inconveniences and you can stop being a queen whenever you want to, which you couldn't in real life. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 85c94cb | A woman cannot ever be sure of not being married till she is buried, Mrs. Doctor, dear, and meanwhile I will make a batch of cherry pies. | random woman | L.M. Montgomery | |
| be04646 | Mr. Harrison was certainly different from other people...and that is the essential characteristic of a crank, as everybody knows. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| e4d440b | Now, Anne, don't look as if you were trying to understand. Seventeen can't understand. | seventeen | L.M. Montgomery | |
| e35bde3 | Of course it's better to be good. I know it is but it's sometimes so hard to believe a thing even when you know it | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 4eb5f88 | Dear old world," she murmured, "you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you." | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 974c292 | Folks say I've never been quite right since - but they only say that because I'm a poet, and because nothing ever worries me. Poets are so rare in Blair Water folks don't understand them, and most people worry so much, they think you're not right if you don't worry. | worry worrying | L.M. Montgomery | |
| 620edbe | Ilse and I hunted all over the old orchard today for a four-leaved clover and couldn't find one. Then I found one in a clump of clover by the dairy steps tonight when I was straining the milk and never thinking of clovers. Cousin Jimmy says that is the way luck always comes, and it is no use to look for it. | good-luck luck | L.M. Montgomery | |
| c80b3a9 | When we have to do a thing...we can do it. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 64c18ee | Yes; but if dryads are foolish they must take the consequences, just as if they were real people," said Paul gravely. "Do you know what I think about the new moon, teacher? I think it is a little golden boat full of dreams." | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 999e8ff | And when it tips on a cloud some of them spill out and fall into your sleep. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 19728c1 | You know if we've got anything about us that hurts we shrink from anyone's touch on or near it. It holds good with our souls as well as our bodies, I reckon. Leslie's soul must be near raw - it's no wonder she hides it away. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 004dd12 | The little things of life, sweet and excellent in their place, must not be the things lived for; the highest must be sought and followed; | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 9b4a48f | Can you expect me to be just when you've just killed me? Oh, I know I asked for it--I know it's good for me. Horrible things always are good for you, I suppose. After you've been killed a few times you don't mind it. But the first time one does--squirm. Go away, Dean. Don't come back for a week at least. The funeral will be over then." "Don't you believe I know what this means to you, Star?" asked Dean pityingly. "You can't--altogether. Oh,.. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| bacc764 | We'll just sit here," said Barney, "and if we think of anything worth while saying we'll say it. Otherwise, not. Don't imagine you're bound to talk to me." "John Foster says," quoted Valancy, "'If you can sit in silence with a person for half an hour and yet be entirely comfortable, you and that person can be friends. If you cannot, friends you'll never be and you need not waste time in trying.'" | silence | L.M. Montgomery | |
| 4d6eb85 | I find it is not always easy to be sure whether your deeds are good or bad. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 1a0fa47 | If I had my way I'd shut everything out of your life but happiness and pleasure, Anne," said Gilbert" | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 93ff5bf | Such presumption," said Aunt Laura, meaning for a Dix to aspire to a Murray. "It wasn't because of his presumption I packed him off," said Emily. "It was because of the way he made love. He made a thing ugly that should have been beautiful." "I suppose you wouldn't have him because he didn't propose romantically," said Aunt Elizabeth contemptuously. "No. I think my real reason was that I felt sure he was the kind of man who would give his w.. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 3828cec | Charlotte had never forgotten it - she was always looking for it. An old house facing seaward, ships going up and down. Spruce woods and musty hills, cold salt air from the water, rest, quiet, silence. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| b5bf85d | Anne smiled and sighed. The seasons that seemed so long to Baby Rilla were beginning to pass all too quickly for her. Another summer was ended, lighted out of life by the ageless gold of Lombardy torches. Soon...all too soon...the children of Ingleside would be children no longer. But they were still hers...hers to welcome when they came home at night...hers to fill life with wonder and delight...hers to love and cheer and scold...a little. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| d05de62 | God's in his heaven, all's right with the world, | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 7c86b06 | On one side, across the channel, stretched the silvery sand shore of the bar; on the other extended a long, curving beach of red cliffs, rising steeply from the pebbled coves. It was a shore that knew the magic and mystery of storm and star. There is a great solitude about such a shore. The woods are never solitary-they are full of whispering, beckoning, friendly life. But the sea is a mighty soul, forever moaning of some great, unshareable.. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 3b5474b | I just want to drink the day's loveliness in . . . I feel as if she were holding it out to my lips like a cup of airy wine and I'll take a sip at every step. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 0ae1627 | Felicity, if I die from the effects of eating sawdust pudding, flavoured with needles, you'll be sorry you ever said such a thing to your poor old uncle," said Uncle Roger reproachfully." | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 58c7c92 | Jane says she will devote her whole life to teaching, and never, never marry, because you are paid a salary for teaching, but a husband won't pay you anything, and growls if you ask for a share in the egg and butter money. | money work | L.M. Montgomery | |
| d9accaa | You've been four of the dearest, sweetest, goodest girls who ever went together through college,' averred Aunt Jamesina, who never spoiled a compliment by misplaced economy. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 7c21d61 | 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. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 998799b | Don't be fretting...about me marrying. Marrying's a trouble and not marrying's a trouble and I sticks to the trouble I knows. | singleness spinsterhood | L.M. Montgomery | |
| 1038aae | I think we all experience the same thing. We resent the thought that anything can please us when someone we love is no longer here to share the pleasure with us, and we almost | sorrow | L. M. Montgomery | |
| 82e6fed | Aunt Ruth looked at the unlucky pair. "What are you doing here?" she asked Perry. Stovepipe Town made a mistake. "Oh, looking for a round square," said Perry off-handedly, his eyes suddenly becoming limpid with mischief and lawless roguery." | literarycrushes | L.M. Montgomery | |
| 8252e29 | I don't know whether it is any use forgiving people or not. Yes, it is, it makes you feel more comfortable yourself. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| d7cc625 | Freedom and independence were all very well, but one should not be a little fool. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| e67fec0 | Anne had brought her slate down on Gilbert's head and cracked it--slate not head--clear across. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 8cbff5d | Aunt Wellington, of whom Valancy stood in abject awe, would tell her about Olive's new chiffon dress and Cecil's last devoted letter. Valancy would have to look as pleased and interested as if the dress and letter had been hers or else Aunt Wellington would be offended. And Valancy had long ago decided that she would rather offend God than Aunt Wellington, because God might forgive her but Aunt Wellington never would. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 4977b02 | Well, one must be a slave to something in this kind of a world,' he said. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 1b99094 | Life may be a vale of tears, all right, but there are some folks who enjoy weeping, I reckon. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 5b2759e | It's lovely to be going home and know it's home. I love green gables already, and I've never loved any place before. Oh, Marilla, I'm so happy. | green-gables happy home lovely | L.M. Montgomery | |
| 57da257 | We are going to be the best of friends," said Gilbert, jubilantly. "We were born to be good friends, Anne. You've thwarted destiny enough. I know we can help each other in many ways." | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 49f8bfd | Then the immortal heart of the woods will beat against ours and its subtle life will steal into our veins and make us its own forever, so that no matter where we go or how widely we wander we shall yet be drawn back to the forest to find our most enduring kinship. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 55f1b81 | The "Avenue," so called by the Newbridge people, was a stretch of road four or five hundred yards long, completely arched over with huge, wide-spreading apple-trees, planted years ago by an eccentric old farmer. Overhead was one long canopy of snowy fragrant bloom. Below the boughs the air was full of a purple twilight and far ahead a glimpse of painted sunset sky shone like a great rose window at the end of a cathedral aisle." | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 983d203 | Not lovelier. But a different kind of loveliness. There are so many kinds of loveliness. | beauty loveliness lovely | L.M. Montgomery | |
| bf0d5b2 | I don't want her to be like other people. There are too many other people around as it is. | L.M. Montgomery |