Quotes from L.M. Montgomery

Don't give up all your romance, Anne, he whispered shyly, a little bit is a good thing - not too much, of course, but keep a little of it, Anne, keep a little of it.

Oh, don't you see? There must be a limit to the mistakes one person can make, and when I get to the end of them, then I'll be through with them. That's a very comforting thought.

Most young men are such bores. They haven't lived long enough to learn that they are not the wonders to the world they are to their mothers.

Oh, we're very careful, Marilla. And it's so interesting. Two flashes means, Are you there? Three means yes and four no. Five means, Come over as soon as possible, because I have something important to reveal. Diana has just signalled five flashes, and I'm really suffering to know what it is.

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?

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.

Well, I don't want to be anyone but myself, even if I go uncomforted by diamonds all my life, declared Anne. I'm quite content to be Anne of Green Gables, with my string of pearl beads.

You can't have many exclamation points left,' thought Anne, 'but no doubt the supply of italics is inexhaustible.

It was a gracious evening, full of delectable lights and shadows. In the west was a sky of mackerel clouds-crimson and amber-tinted, with long strips of apple-green sky between. Beyond was the glimmering radiance of a sunset sea, and the ceaseless voice of many waters came up from the tawny shore.

I'm afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We've got to face the fact. (Walter)

You do love me, Gilbert? You haven't said you loved me in so long. "My dear, I didn't think you needed words to know that. I can't live without you.

determined to enjoy her luxury of grief uncomforted.

I've put out a lot of little roots these two years, Anne told the moon, and when I'm pulled up they're going to hurt a great deal. But it's best to go, I think, and, as Marilla says, there's no good reason why I shouldn't. I must get out all my ambitions and dust them.

It's fun to be almost grown up in some ways, but it's not the kind of fun I expected, Marilla. There's so much to learn and do and think that there isn't time for big words.

Anne was curled up Turk-fashion on the hearthrug, gazing into that joyous glow where the sunshine of a hundred summers was being distilled from the maple cordwood.

Oh, I know I'm a great trial to you, Marilla, said Anne repentantly. I make so many mistakes. But then just think of all the mistakes I don't make, although I might.

I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn't it?

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

I hope you don't think I'm one of those terrible people who make you feel that you have to talk to them all the time.

Then you have to remember to be thankful; but in May one simply can't help being thankful . . . that they are alive, if for nothing else. I feel exactly as Eve must have felt in the garden of Eden before the trouble began.

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

It was not, of course, a proper thing to do. But then I have never pretended, nor will ever pretend, that Emily was a proper child. Books are not written about proper children. They would be so dull nobody would read them.

It is always safe to dream of spring. For it is sure to come; and if it be not just as we have pictured it, it will be infinitely sweeter.

I have learned to look upon each little hindrance as a jest and each great one as a foreshadowing of victory.