L.M. Montgomery Quotes

Walter's eyes were very wonderful. All the joy and sorrow and laughter and loyalty and aspirations of many generations lying under the sod looked out of their dark-gray depths.

I have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones.

There was something in her movements that made you think she never walked but always danced.

The only fault he found with her was that she did not sing at her work. Folks should always sing at their work, he insisted. Sounds cheerful-like. Not always, retorted Valancy. Fancy a butcher singing...

The future is yet an untrodden path full of wonderful possibilities.

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,...

My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.

And yet... you wouldn't want it to stop hurting... you wouldn't want to forget your little mother even if you could.

The world calls them its singers and poets and artists and storytellers; but they are just people who have never forgotten the way to fairyland.

That's the worst of growing up, and I'm beginning to realize it. The things you wanted so much when you were a child don't seem half so wonderful to you when you get them.

Gossip, as usual, was one-third right and two-thirds wrong.

I don't like places or people either that haven't any faults. I think that a truly perfect person would be very uninteresting.

Out of your world perhaps, Susan — but not out of mine,' said Anne with a faint smile.

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

But I believe I rather like superstitious people. They lend color to life. Wouldn't it be a rather drab world if everybody was wise and sensible . . . and good? What would we find to talk about?

The other night I took Jims with me for a walk down to the store. It was the first time he had ever been out so late at night, and when he saw the stars he exclaimed, 'Oh, Willa, see the big moon and...

If I had my way I'd shut everything out of your life but happiness and pleasure, Anne, said Gilbert in the tone that meant danger ahead. Then you would be very unwise, rejoined Anne hastily. I'm sure...

She dropped miserably on the first chair she came to and sat there staring through the oriel, oblivious of Good Luck's frantic purrs of joy and Banjo's savage glares of protest at her occupancy of his...

Lovely thoughts came flying to meet me like birds. They weren't my thoughts. I couldn't think anything half so exquisite. They came from somewhere.

Oh, I think some parts of it are fine, conceded Davy. That story about Joseph now—it's bully. But if I'd been Joseph Iwouldn't have forgive the brothers. No, siree, Anne. I'd have cut all their heads...