Quotes from L.M. Montgomery

Well, James Matthew is a name that will wear well and not fade in the washing, said Miss Cornelia. I'm glad you didn't load him down with some highfalutin, romantic name that he'd be ashamed of when he gets to be a grandfather...

The last day of the old year was one of those bright, cold dazzling winter days, which bombard us with their brilliancy, and command our admiration but never our love.

And anyhow I'd always be too tired at night to bother saying prayers. People who have to look after twins can't be expected to say their prayers. Now

Uncle Jim, if I wasn't ME who'd I be?' and, 'Uncle Jim, what would happen if God died?

She said we couldn't be too careful what habits we formed and what ideals we acquired in our teens, because by the time we were twenty our characters would be developed and the foundation laid for our whole future life. And she said if the foundation was shaky we could never build anything really worth while on it.

Still Anne said nothing, several times over.

And the coming of Anne—the vivid, imaginative, impetuous child with her heart of love, and her world of fancy, bringing with her color and warmth and radiance, until the wilderness of existence had blossomed like the rose.

Truly, the happiness certain things give us is never to be measured by their worldly importance.

It's been my experience that you can nearly always enjoy things if you make up your mind firmly that you will. Of course, you must make it up firmly.

I always say good night to the things I love, just as I would to people. I think they like it.

No, darling. We've always known each other in Tomorrow,' I said.

Trees aren't much company, though dear knows if they were there'd be enough of them.

How dreadful it would be not to love a cat! How much one would miss out of life.

I reckon when the darkness is close to us it is a friend. But when we sorter push it away from us—divorce ourselves from it, so to speak, with lantern light—it becomes an enemy.

I've no doubt, enjoying himself same as ever. Just like a man.

the golden west between its softly dark shores. The sea moaned eerily on the sand-bar, sorrowful even in spring, but a sly, jovial wind

we get or take in this world; and although ambitions are well worth having, they are not to be cheaply won, but exact their dues of work and self-denial, anxiety and discouragement.

Because when you're imagining you might as well imagine something worth while--

You will go far beyond what I have done - you can create - I can only build with the materials others have made. But we builders have our place - we can make temples for our gods and goddesses if nothing else.

When one great passion seizes possession of the soul all other feelings are crowded aside.

It's lovely when the dark is your friend, isn't it? When you turn on the light, it makes the dark your enemy... and it glowers in at you resentfully.

What hurt her was that she had never had a chance to be anything but an old maid. No man had ever desired her.

Shirley, the little brown boy, as he was known in the family Who's Who, was asleep in Susan's arms. He was brown-haired, brown-eyed and brown-skinned, with very rosy cheeks, and he was Susan's especial love. After his birth Anne had been very ill for a long time, and Susan mothered the baby with a passionate tenderness which none of the other children, dear as they were to her, had ever called out. Dr. Blythe had said that but for her he would never have lived.

But she remembered in time that she had an imagination and could use it.