#mery

March came in that winter like the meekest and mildest of lambs, bringing days that were crisp and golden and tingling, each followed by a frosty pink twilight which gradually lost itself in an elfland of moonshine. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

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God's in His heaven, alls right with the world', whispered Anne softly. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

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You have the itch for writing born in you. It's quite incurable. What are you going to do with it? ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

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She seemed to walk in an atmosphere of things about to happen. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

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Words aren't made — they grow,' said Anne. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#words #l-m-montgomery

I can't cheer up — I don't want to cheer up. It's nicer to be miserable! ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

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Besides, I've been feeling a little blue — just a pale, elusive azure. It isn't serious enough for anything darker. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

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Well now, I'd rather have you than a dozen boys, Anne,' said Matthew patting her hand. 'Just mind you that — rather than a dozen boys. Well now, I guess it wasn't a boy that took the Avery scholarship, was it? It was a girl — my girl — my girl that I'm proud of. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

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Do you think amethysts can be the souls of good violets? ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#anne-of-green-gables #violets #l-m-montgomery

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. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

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