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L.M. Montgomery

  • Looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them.

  • There are plenty of people, in Avonlea and out of it, who can attend closely to their neighbours' business by dint of neglecting their own; but Mrs. Rachel Lynde was one of those capable creatures who can manage their own concerns and those of other folks into the bargain.

  • All great things are wound up with all things little.

  • Saying one's prayers isn't exactly the same thing as praying.

  • Maples are such sociable trees ... They're always rustling and whispering to you.

  • When twilight drops her curtain down. And pins it with a star / Remember that you have a friend / Though she may wander far.

  • Wouldn't it be nice if roses could talk? I'm sure they could tell us such lovely things.

  • ... isn't it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?

  • The little birds sang as if it were the one day of summer in all the year.

  • It's so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn't it?

  • My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes. That's a sentence I read in a book once, and I say it over to comfort myself whenever I'm disappointed in anything.

  • Do you think amethysts can be the souls of good violets?

  • It makes you feel very virtuous when you forgive people, doesn't it?

  • It was the last night before sorrow touched her life; and no life is ever quite the same again when once that cold, sanctifying touch has been laid upon it.

  • Why must people kneel down to pray? If I really wanted to pray I'll tell you what I'd do. I'd go out into a great big field or into the deep deep woods, and I'd look up into the sky-up-up-up into that lovely blue sky that looks as if there was no end to its blueness. And then I'd just feel a prayer ...

  • We mustn't let next week rob us of this week's joy.

  • Facts are stubborn things, but, as some one has wisely said, not half so stubborn as fallacies.

  • Everything is new in the spring. Springs themselves are always so new, too. No spring is ever just like any other spring. It always has something of its own to be its own peculiar sweetness.

  • It is when my umbrella turns inside out that I am convinced of the total depravity of inanimate things.

  • Have you ever noticed that when people say it is their duty to tell you a certain thing you may prepare for something disagreeable? Why is it that they never seem to think it a duty to tell you the pleasant things they hear about you?

  • You're never safe from being surprised till you're dead.

  • I detest that woman more than anybody I know. She can put a whole sermon, text, comment, and application, into six words, and throw it at you like a brick.

  • Everything that's worth having is some trouble.

  • ... we always love best the people who need us.

  • If a kiss could be seen I think it would look like a violet.

  • Having adventures comes natural to some people. You just have a gift for them or you haven't.

  • ... the little things in life often make more trouble than the big things.

  • Davy had no sorrows that plum jam could not cure.

  • I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June.

  • Anyone who has gumption knows what it is, and any one who hasn't can never know what it is. So there is no need of defining it.

  • Was anything in life, Anne asked herself wearily, like one's imagination of it?

  • ... it is sometimes a little lonely to be surrounded everywhere by a happiness that is not your own.

  • ... it doesn't take long to stay an hour.

  • Death grows friendlier as we grow older.

  • I wonder why people so commonly suppose that if two individuals are both writers they must therefore be hugely congenial.

  • The p'int of good writing is to know when to stop.

  • ... let's not borrow trouble. The rate of interest is too high.

  • No use in taking a cat's opinion of a dog.

  • It's rather hard to decide just when people are grown up ...

  • Doctor Dave hasn't much tact, to be sure — he was always talking of ropes in houses where someone had hanged himself.

  • He knew that not all dogs could be handsome or eloquent or victorious, but that every dog could love. Inside his homely hide beat the most affectionate, loyal, faithful heart of any dog since dogs were; and something looked out of his brown eyes that was nearer akin to a soul than any theologian would allow.

  • Dramatic things always have a bitterness for some one.

  • A good laugh is as good as a prayer sometimes ...

  • I must be getting old ... People are beginning to tell me I look so young. They never tell you that when you are young.

  • It is a strange thing to read a letter after the writer is dead — a bitter-sweet thing, in which pain and comfort are strangely mingled.

  • ... everybody's business is nobody's business.

  • 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.

  • ... one reason why I like writing poetry — you can say so many things in it that are true in poetry but wouldn't be true in prose.

  • What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.

  • ... most people worry so much, they think you're not right if you don't worry.

  • Children can be the most cruel creatures alive. They have the herd instinct of prejudice against any outsider, and they are merciless in its indulgence.

  • ... brains last, beauty doesn't.

  • Gossip lies nine times and tells a half truth the tenth.

  • To love is easy and therefore common — but to understand — how rare it is!

  • Dogs want only love but cats demand worship.

  • Outgrowing things we love is never a pleasant process.

  • ... June is immortal.

  • ... fear is a vile thing, and is at the bottom of almost every wrong and hatred of the world.

  • 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.

  • Nasturtiums, who colored you, you wonderful, glowing things? You must have been fashioned out of summer sunsets.

  • You'll never write anything that really satisfies you though it may satisfy other people.

  • Don't try to write anything you can't feel — it will be a failure ...

  • If we don't chase things — sometime the things following us can catch up.

  • The world is always young again for just a few moments at the dawn.

  • ... trees, unlike so many humans, always improve on acquaintance. No matter how much you like them at the start you are sure to like them much better further on, and best of all when you have known them for years and enjoyed intercourse with them in all seasons.

  • Trees have as much individuality as human beings. Not even two spruces are alike. There is always some kink or curve or bend of bough to single each one out from its fellows.

  • Fear is the original sin. Almost all the evil in the world has its origins in the fact that some one is afraid of something.

  • People who don't like cats always seem to think there is some peculiar virtue in not liking them.

  • When he could not understand a thing he straight way condemned it. Simplicity itself!

  • The ghosts of things that never happened are worse than the ghosts of things that did.

  • ... if I can't get what I want — well, I'll want what I can get.

  • Some nights are like honey — and some like wine — and some like wormwood.

  • In daylight I belong to the world ... in the night to sleep and eternity. But in the dusk I'm free from both and belong only to myself ... and you.

  • ... a few italics really do relieve your feelings.

  • Isn't it queer that the things we writhe over at night are seldom wicked things? Just humiliating ones.

  • ... of all the uncertain things marriage is the uncertainest ...

  • She's nothing but skim milk pretending to be cream.

  • ... sarcasm ... raised blisters on her soul that smarted for months.

  • Nothing ever seems impossible in spring, you know.

  • It's as easy to give away a million as a hundred if you have not got either ...

  • Some people go through life trying to find out what the world holds for them only to find out too late that it's what they bring to the world that really counts.

    • L.M. Montgomery
  • Blessings be the inventor of the alphabet, pen and printing press! Life would be — to me in all events — a terrible thing without books.

    • L.M. Montgomery
  • Worrying helps you some. It seems as if you are doing something when you're worrying.

    • L.M. Montgomery
  • We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.

  • People laugh at me because I use big words. But if you have big ideas you have to use big words to express them, haven't you?

L.M. Montgomery, Canadian writer

(1874 - 1942)

Full name: Lucy Maud Montgomery MacDonald.