L.M. Montgomery Quotes

Is ever so much easier to be good if your clothes are fashionable.

It suddenly occurred to her that that simple little prayer, sacred to white-robed childhood lisping at motherly knees, was entirely unsuited to this freckled witch of a girl who knew and cared nothing...

Lads who were to fight, and perhaps fall, on the fields of France and Flanders, Gallipoli and Palestine, were still roguish schoolboys with a fair life in prospect before

Light, the sweetness of sleepy robins whistling among the twilit maples, and the dance of a gusty group of daffodils blowing against the

Many bitter tears when she parted with Maywater chums and the old manse there where her mother had lived and died. She could not contemplate calmly the thought of such another and harder wrench. She C...

Shouldn't. I must get out all my ambitions

That Rosemary is to wear white silk and a veil, but Ellen is to be married in navy blue. I have no doubt, Mrs. Dr. dear, that that is very sensible of her,

There is a good deal more prose than poetry in life.

Those who can soar to the highest heights can also plunge to the deepest depths, and that the natures which enjoy most keenly are those which also suffer most sharply.

Was a new family in the manse. And such a family! Miss Cornelia shook her head over them several times as she walked briskly along. Susan Baker

What perverted shapes thwarted love can take. Little

Your

Życie nie może zatrzymać się w biegu pomimo dziejących się na jego drodze tragedii.

All that supported her through the boredom of her days was the hope of going on a dream spree at night.

All the many familiar things that had once made life sweet had a flavour of bitterness now. Norman Douglas made periodical irruptions also, bullying and coaxing Ellen by turns. It would end, Rosemary...

And I have such a cold in the head—I can do nothing but sniffle, sigh and sneeze. Isn't that alliterative agony for you?

And it was so nice to see her again and have a long talk over old times. Her sister Em was there, too, with such a delicious baby. You talk as if it was something to eat, grunted Mrs. Gibson. Babies a...

He had also the reputation of being a bit of a lady killer. But that probably accrued to him from his possession of a laughing, velvety voice which no girl could hear without a heartbeat, and a danger...

I will keep faith, Walter,