Quotes from Lucy Maud Montgomery

Isn't it nice to think tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?

Yollar?m?z geniÅŸ de olabilir dar da ama bu bizim onlara nas?l bakt???m?zla alâkal? yani elde ettiklerimizle deÄŸil. Hayat burada da her yerde olduÄŸu gibi zengin ve dopdolu. Yeter ki yüreklerimizi bu zenginliÄŸe ve berekete açmay? bilelim

I couldn't talk of them to everybody—their memories are too sacred for that

It just makes me feel glad to be alive- it is such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we know all about everything would it? There'd be no scope for imagination then would there?

you wouldn't want it to stop hurting . . . you wouldn't want to forget your little mother even if you could.

Nothing mattered much to me for a time there, after you told me you could never love me, Anne. 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

It's been my experience that you can nearly always enjoy things if you make up your mind firmly that you will

But the worst of imagining things is that the time comes when you have to stop and that hurts

Don't let a three-o'clock-at-night feeling fog your soul.

There is so much in the world for us all if we only have the eyes to see it, and the heart to love it, and the hand to gather it to ourselves–so much in men and women, so much in art and literature, and for which to be thankful

Oh, it's delightful to have ambitions. I'm so glad I have such a lot. And there never seems to be any end to them-that's the best of it. Just as soon as you attain to one ambition you see another one glittering higher up still. It does make life so interesting

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

Even if we never find it,' he said to Emily as they lingered in the New Moon garden under the violet sky of a long, wonderous northern twilight, on the last evening before he went away, 'there's something in the search for it that better than even the finding would be.

Afinal, creio que os dias melhores e mais doces não são aqueles em que acontece algo muito esplêndido, maravilhoso e empolgante, mas sim aqueles que trazem os pequenos e simples prazeres, um após o outro sem pressa, como pérolas soltando-se de um colar.

I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful happens, but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string

She wanted summer; fields of daisies; seas misty with moonrise or purple with sunset; companionship; Teddy. In such moments she always knew she wanted Teddy.

And she was richer in those dreams than in realities; for things seen pass away, but the things that are unseen are eternal

If you don't believe things, you'll never have any fun. The more things you can believe the more interesting life is, as you say yourself. Too much incredulity makes it a poor thing.

My world has tumbled into pieces. I want to reconstruct it

I'm so sorry for people who live in lands where there are no Mayflowers," said Anne. "Diana says perhaps they have something better, but there couldn't be anything better than Mayflowers, could there, Marilla? And Diana says if they don't know what they are like they don't miss them. But I think that is the saddest thing of all. I think it would be tragic, Marilla, not to know what Mayflowers are like and not to miss them

Anne was always glad in the happiness of her friends; but it is sometimes a little lonely to be surrounded everywhere by happiness that is not your own

They lingered in the old gardens until twilight, sweet as dusk in Eden must have been" "There was nobody else for me but you. I've loved you ever since that day you broke your slate over my head in school

And she knew, just as simply and just as surely that she loved him— had always loved him, with a love that lay at the very foundation of he being.

She could never, in any words, deny her love for Teddy. It was much a part of herself that it has a divine right to truth.