Top 477 Quotes & Sayings by Lucy Maud Montgomery
Explore popular quotes and sayings by a Canadian educator Lucy Maud Montgomery.
Last updated on November 22, 2024.
Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
In this world you've just got to hope for the best and prepare for the worst and take whatever God sends.
There are so many unpleasant things in the world already that there is no use in imagining any more.
That is one good thing about this world... there are always sure to be more springs.
It's so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn't it?
I'm not a bit changed - not really. I'm only just pruned down and branched out. The real me - back here - is just the same.
As a rule, I am very careful to be shallow and conventional where depth and originality are wasted.
Twilight drops her curtain down, and pins it with a star.
We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.
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.
It only seems as if you're doing something when you worry.
We must have ideals and try to live up to them, even if we never quite succeed. Life would be a sorry business without them. With them it's grand and great.
I am simply a 'book drunkard.' Books have the same irresistible temptation for me that liquor has for its devotee. I cannot withstand them.
Because when you are imagining, you might as well imagine something worth while.
Dear old world', she murmured, 'you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
Dogs want only love but cats demand worship.
I believe flowers have souls. I have known roses that I expect to meet in heaven.
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, so much everywhere in which to delight, and for which to be thankful.
To dispair is to turn your back on God.
The beauty of winter is that it makes you appreciate spring.
Maples are such sociable trees ... They're always rustling and whispering to you.
Look at that sea, girls--all silver and shadow and vision of things not seen. We couldn't enjoy its loveliness any more if we had millions of dollars and ropes of diamonds.
Nothing ever seems impossible in spring, you know.
There is such a place as fairyland - but only children can find the way to it...until they have grown so old that they forget the way. Only a few, who remain children at heart, can ever find that fair, lost path again...The world calls them singers and poets and artists and story-tellers; but they are just people who have never forgotten the way to fairyland.
It was October again ... a glorious October, all red and gold, with mellow mornings when the valleys were filled with delicate mists as if the spirit of autumn had poured them in for the sun to drain - amethyst, pearl, silver, rose, and smoke-blue. The dews were so heavy that the fields glistened like cloth of silver and there were such heaps of rustling leaves in the hollows of many-stemmed woods to run crisply through.
The world is always young again for just a few moments at the dawn.
Everything that's worth having is some trouble.
To love is easy and therefore common - but to understand - how rare it is!
It's dreadful what little things lead people to misunderstand each other.
A good laugh is as good as a prayer sometimes.
There isn't any such thing as an ordinary life. (92)
The little things of life, sweet and excellent in their place, must not be the things lived for; the highest must be sought and followed; the life of heaven must be begun here on earth.
Nobody is ever too old to dream. And dreams never grow old.
Truth exists, only lies have to be invented.
Some people go through life trying to find out what the world holds for them only to find out too late that it's what they bring to the world that really counts.
I must get out all my ambitions and dust them.
The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn't it?
I feel as if I had opened a book and found roses of yesterday sweet and fragrant, between its leaves.
there's no use trying to live in other people's opinions. The only thing to do is live in your own.
I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.
She will love deeply--suffer terribly--she will have glorious moments to compensate.
I wouldn't want to marry anybody who was wicked, but I think I'd like it if he could be wicked and wouldn't.
She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
The woods are never solitary — they are full of whispering, beckoning, friendly life. But the sea is a mighty soul, forever moaning of some great, unshareable sorrow, which shuts it up into itself for all eternity. We can never pierce its infinite mystery — we may only wander, awed and spellbound, on the outer fringe of it. The woods call to us with a hundred voices, but the sea has one only — a mighty voice.
A house isn't a home without the ineffable contentment of a cat with its tail folded about its feet. A cat gives mystery, charm, suggestion.
Snow in April is abominable," said Anne. "Like a slap in the face when you expect a kiss.
It was November--the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines. Anne roamed through the pineland alleys in the park and, as she said, let that great sweeping wind blow the fogs out of her soul.
I couldn't live where there were no trees--something vital in me would starve.
After all," Anne had said to Marilla once, "I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.
Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.
let's not borrow trouble. The rate of interest is too high.
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.
Humor is the spiciest condiment in the feast of existence. Laugh at your mistakes but learn from them, joke over your troubles but gather strength from them, make a jest of your difficulties but overcome them.
All things great are wound up with all things little.
If you can sit in silence with a person for half an hour and yet be entirely comfortable, you and that person can be friends. If you cannot, friends you'll never be and you need not waste time in trying.
Thank goodness air and salvation are still free...and so is laughter.
You never know what peace is until you walk on the shores or in the fields or along the winding red roads of Prince Edward Island in a summer twilight when the dew is falling and the old stars are peeping out and the sea keeps its mighty tryst with the little land it loves. You find your soul then. You realize that youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
Everything is new in the spring. Springs themselves are always so new, too. No spring is ever just like any other spring. It always has something of its own to be its own peculiar sweetness.
Besides, I've been feeling a little blue — just a pale, elusive azure. It isn't serious enough for anything darker.
It only seems as if you are doing something when you're worrying.
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