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Perhaps it was nothing very dreadful after all. I think the little things in life often make more trouble than the big things,' said Anne with one of those flashes of insight which experience could not have bettered. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#experience

But the trouble is there aren't any bends in my road. I can see it stretching straight out before me to the sky-line…endless monotony. Oh, does life ever frighten you, Anne, with its blankness…its swarms of cold, uninteresting people? ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#life

I hate to lend a book I love…it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me… ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#l-m-montgomery #love

That doesn't sound very attractive," laughed Anne. "I like people to have a little nonsense about them. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#nonsense #nonsense

I don't know that she is as amusing as she was when she was a child, but she makes me love her and I like people who make me love them. It saves me so much trouble in making myself love them. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#love #love

Why do I always have to remind you to look to where the danger waits, Warrior. Sheesh, what would you do without me? “Uh, not be a murderous psycho?” Very funny. ↗

— H.D. Gordon

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That's the worst of growing up, and I'm beginning to realize it. The things you wanted so much when you were a child don't seem half so wonderful to you when you get them. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

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Mrs. Lynde says, 'Blessed are they who expect nothing for they shall not be disappointed. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#disappointment #expectations #misattributed #l-m-montgomery

Do you know, Mrs. Allan, I'm thankful for friendship. It beautifies life so much." "True friendship is a very helpful thing indeed," said Mrs. Allan, "and we should have a very high ideal of it , and never sully it by any failure in truth and sincerity. I fear the name of friendship is often degraded to a kind of intimacy that had nothing of real friendship in it. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

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One June evening, when the orchards were pink-blossomed again, when the frogs were singing silverly sweet in the marshes about the head of the Lake of Shining Waters, and the air was full of the savor of clover fields and balsamic fir woods, Anne was sitting by her gable window. She had been studying her lessons, but it had grown too dark to see the book, so she had fallen into wide-eyed reverie, looking out past the boughs of the Snow Queen, once more bestarred with its tufts of blossom. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

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