Quotes from L.M. Montgomery

Sometimes I feel as if those exams meant everything, but when I look at the big buds swelling on those chestnut trees and the misty blue air... They don't seem half so important

Vaya, los buenos corazones no son tan escasos como yo creía! ¡Es maravilloso saber que el mundo está lleno de ellos!

Life would be dull if we hadn't a few tragedies to look back on.

Is that a nice thing to say to your mother? Oh, how true it is that it is sharper than a serpent's tooth to have a thankless child." "Is that a nice thing to say to your daughter?" said unrepentant Valancy.

I think," said Anne slowly, "that I really have learned to look upon each little hindrance as a jest and each great one as the foreshadowing of victory.

Because I simply couldn't make up my mind to do it. I never can make up my mind about anything myself—I'm always afflicted with indecision. Just as soon as I decide to do something I feel in my bones that another course would be the correct one. It's a dreadful misfortune, but I was born that way, and there is no use in blaming me for it, as some people do.

feel that she possesses a rich nature, into which a friend might enter as into a kingdom; but for some reason she bars every one out and shuts all her possibilities up in herself, so that they cannot develop and blossom.

How life grew around the changes until they became part of it and were changes no more.

isn't it a wonderful morning? The world looks like something God had just imagined for His own pleasure, doesn't it? Those trees look as if I could blow them away with a breath—pouf! I'm so glad I live in a world where there are white frosts, aren't you?

And the awful joy of dreaming that he was young again, with unspoiled life before him, was so great and compelling that it counterbalanced the agony in the realization of a dishonoured old age, following years in which he had squandered the wealth of his soul in ways where Wisdom lifted not her voice.

Life which had seemed so grey and foolish a few moments before was golden and rose and splendidly rainbowed again. The diamond pendant slipped to the floor, unheeded for the moment. It was beautiful... but there were so many things lovelier... confidence and peace and delightful work... laughter and kindness... that old safe feeling of a sure love.

Miss Josephine Barry wrote back that she had never read anything so amusing in her life. That kind of puzzled us because the stories were all very pathetic and almost everybody died. But I'm glad Miss Barry liked them.

if I wasn't ME who'd I be?

Oh, oh, it's not meself that do be knowing what the girls of today are coming to. Trying to make thimselves into min and not succading very well at that.

She was too happy to sleep just yet.

many bitter tears when she parted with Maywater chums and the old manse there where her mother had lived and died. She could not contemplate calmly the thought of such another and harder wrench. She COULDN'T leave Glen St. Mary and dear Rainbow Valley and that delicious

Always liked Lombardies," said Captain Jim, waving a long arm at them. "They're the trees of princesses.

She was an expert in dealing with situations without precedent.

I'm just tired of everything . . . even of the echoes. There is nothing in my life but echoes . . . echoes of lost hopes and dreams and joys. They're beautiful and mocking.

It was very humiliating to be worsted by a girl—a country girl at that, who had passed most of her life on a farm! No doubt she was strong-minded and wanted to vote. I was quite prepared to believe anything of her.

Not that I bother much with dress myself. Women just dress to please the men, and I'd never stoop to that . I have had a real placid, comfortable life, dearie, and it's just because I never cared a cent what the men thought.

But Cecily's maiden were never to leave the golden road.

The fir is the tree of mystery and shadows, and yields never to the encroachments of crude radiance

I won't be reasonable—I can't be reasonable—I AM reasonable.