Of all the uncertain things marriage is the uncertainest. Lucy Maud Montgomery More Quotes by Lucy Maud Montgomery More Quotes From Lucy Maud Montgomery brains last, beauty doesn't. Lucy Maud Montgomery intelligencelastsbrain We are both going to pray that we may live together all our lives and die the same day. Lucy Maud Montgomery prayingtogethermay There is nothing more aggravating than a man who won't talk back - unless it is a woman who won't. Lucy Maud Montgomery aggravatingmen If you can't be cheerful, be as cheerful as you can. Lucy Maud Montgomery cheerfulifs But it ain't our feelings we have to steer by through life--no, no, we'd make shipwreck mighty often if we did that. There's only the one safe compass and we've got to set our course by that--what it's right to do. Lucy Maud Montgomery compasssafefeelings Mrs. Spencer said it was wicked of me to talk like that, but I didn’t mean to be wicked. It’s so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn’t it? Lucy Maud Montgomery wickedknowingmean one reason why I like writing poetry - you can say so many things in it that are true in poetry but wouldn't be true in prose. Lucy Maud Montgomery being-truereason-whywriting All in all, it was a never-to-be-forgotten summer — one of those summers which come seldom into any life, but leave a rich heritage of beautiful memories in their going — one of those summers which, in a fortunate combination of delightful weather, delightful friends and delightful doing, come as near to perfection as anything can come in this world. Lucy Maud Montgomery summerbeautifulmemories Nothing mattered much to me for a time there, after you told me you could never love me, Anne. There was nobody else -- there never could be anybody else for me but you. I've loved you ever since that day you broke your slate over my head in school. Lucy Maud Montgomery slatebrokeschool An old house with its windows gone always makes me think of something dead with its eyes picked out. Lucy Maud Montgomery eyehomethinking People who are different from other people are always called peculiar,' said Anne. Lucy Maud Montgomery differentpeculiarpeople She looks just as music sounds, I think,' answered Anne. Lucy Maud Montgomery soundlooksthinking I don't really care what people think about me if they don't let me see it. Lucy Maud Montgomery carepeoplethinking …I'm so thankful for friendship. It beautifies life so much. Lucy Maud Montgomery lm-montgomery I can't cheer up — I don't want to cheer up. It's nicer to be miserable! Lucy Maud Montgomery miserablecheerwant But there is always a November space after the leaves have fallen when she felt it was almost indecent to intrude on the woods…for their glory terrestrial had departed and their glory celestial of spirit and purity and whiteness had not yet come upon them. Lucy Maud Montgomery departedwoodsspace 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! Lucy Maud Montgomery queensflowerdream You are the only person who loves me in the world," said Elizabeth. "When you talk to me I smell violets. Lucy Maud Montgomery smellvioletworld …determined to enjoy her luxury of grief uncomforted. Lucy Maud Montgomery luxurydeterminedgrief …there was something about her that made you feel it was safe to tell her secrets. Lucy Maud Montgomery safesecretmade
