Quotes from L.M. Montgomery

It's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we knew all about everything, would it?

Our sacrifice is greater than his, cried Rilla passionately. Our boys give only themselves. We give them.

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

But I'd rather look like you than be pretty, she told Anne sincerely. Anne laughed, sipped honey from the tribute, and cast away the sting.

Here sat Marilla Cuthbert, when she sat at all, slightly distrustful of sunshine, which seemed to her too dancing and irresponsible a thing for a world which was meant to be taken seriously…

Proverbs are all very fine when there's nothing to worry you, but when you're in real trouble, they're not a bit of help.

unwitting that those who can soar to the highest heights can also plunge to the deepest depths, and that the natures which enjoy most keenly are those which also suffer most sharply.

You noticed that I wore this outfit twice? Why, the only thing you wear twice is a sour expression.

Anne's horizons had closed in since the night she had sat there after coming home from Queen's; but if the path set before her feet was to be narrow she knew that flowers of quiet happiness would bloom along it. The joys of sincere work and worthy aspiration and congenial friendship were to be hers; nothing could rob her of her birthright of fancy or her ideal world of dreams. And there was always the bend in the road!

There are moments when we have real fun because, just for the moment, we don't think about things and then--we remember--and the remembering is worse than thinking of it all the time would have been.

I'm glad I never had any children,' said Cousin Sarah. 'If they don't break your heart in one way they do it in another.' 'Isn't it better to have your heart broken than to have it wither up?' queried Valancy. 'Before it could be broken it must have felt something splendid. That would be worth the pain.

The trouble with you people is that you don't laugh enough.

We came to the comforting conclusion that the Creator probably knew how to run His universe quite as well as we do, and that, after all, there are no such things as 'wasted' lives, saving and except when am individual wilfully squanders and wastes his own life...

She wanted to be alone - to think things out - to adjust herself, if it were possible, to the new world in which she seemed to have been transplanted with a suddenness and completeness that left her half bewildered to her own identity.

But you have such dimples, said Anne, smiling affectionately into the pretty, vivacious face so near her own. Lovely dimples, like little dents in cream. I have given up all hope of dimples. My dimple-dream will never come true; but so many of my dreams have that I mustn't complain. Am I all ready now?

Houses are like people - some you like and some you don't like - and once in a while there is one you love.

I know I chatter on far too much... but if you only knew how many things I want to say and don't. Give me SOME credit.

a little appreciation sometimes does quite as much good as all the conscientious bringing up in the world.

Rilla was fond of italics, as most girls of fifteen are.

It was really dreadful to be so different from other people…and yet rather wonderful, too, as if you were a being strayed from another star.

If I wasn't a human girl I think I'd like to be a bee and live among the flowers.

But just think what a dull world it would be if everyone was sensible,' pleaded Anne.

Nobody whom this war has touched will ever be happy again in quite the same way. But it will be a better happiness, I think, little sister - a happiness we've earned.

Rilla's heart skipped a beat - or, if that be a pysiological impossibility, she thought it did.