L.M. Montgomery Quotes

Mrs. Spencer said that my tongue must be hung in the middle. But it isn't — it's firmly fastened at one end.

Into each life some rain must fall, some days must be dark and dreary.' Oh,

We are fighting to make those dear old places wherewe had played as children, safe for other boys and girls--fighting for the preservation and safety of all sweet, wholesome things.

One does not sleep well, sometimes, when one is twenty-nine on the morrow, and unmarried, in a community and connection where the unmarried are simply those who have failed to get a man.

All i want is a dress with puffy sleaves

Up over a wooded hill beyond, where perpetual twilight reigned under the straight, thick-growing firs and spruces; the only flowers there were myriads of delicate June bells, those shyest and sweetest...

There is a book of Revelation in every one's life, as there is in the Bible.

She said that everything had colour in her thought; the months of the year ran through all the tints of the spectrum, the days of the week were arrayed as Solomon in his glory, morning was golden, noo...

She had never before minded being alone. Now she dreaded it. When she was alone now she felt so dreadfully alone.

Anne sewed and planned little winter wardrobes...Nan must have a red dress, since she is so set on it...and sometimes thought of Hannah, weaving her little coat every year for the small Samuel. Mother...

Anne tried to picture Mrs. Skinner on speaking terms with romance and failed.

You're never safe from being surprised until you're dead.

Miss Cornelia snipped her thread off as viciously as if, Nero-like, she was severing the neck of mankind by the stroke.

But if you have big ideas you have to use big words to express them, haven't you?

Whenever he got stuck for an idea, he would bang the Bible and shout very bitterly, 'Curse ye Meroz.' Poor Meroz got thoroughly cursed that day, whoever he was, Mrs. Dr. dear, said Susan.

You must pay the penalty of growing-up, Paul. You must leave fairyland behind you.

Death grows friendlier as we grow older.

Despair is a free man—hope is a slave.

I'm so thankful for friendship. It beautifies life so much.

Don't let them make anything of you but yourself, that's all.