L.M. Montgomery Quotes

I am well in body although considerably rumpled up in spirit, thank you, ma'am,' said Anne gravely. Then aside to Marilla in an audible whisper, 'There wasn't anything startling in that, was there, Ma...

Some are born old maids, some achieve old maidenhood, and some have old maidenhood thrust upon them , parodied Miss Lavendar whimsically.

Fancies are like shadows...you can't cage them, they're such wayward, dancing things.

Teddy was feeling as miserable and impotently angry as any male creature does when two women are quarreling about him in his presence. He wished himself a thousand miles away.

The faint laughter of winds was always about them and the colors of Mistawis, imperial and spiritual, under the changing clouds, were something that cannot be expressed in mere words. Shadows, too. Cl...

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...

She looked like a head-on collision between a fashion plate and a nightmare.

Secrets are generally terrible. Beauty is not hidden--only ugliness and deformity.

There is no such thing as freedom on earth, he said. Only different kinds of bondages. And comparative bondages. YOU think you are free now because you've escaped from a peculiarly unbreakable kind of...

We are both going to pray that we may live together all our lives and die the same day.

More than ever at that instant did she long for speech - speech that would conceal and protect where dangerous silence might betray.

I wish every one in the world was as warm and sheltered as we are tonight.

I'm really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.

Afterall, Anne had said to Marilla once, I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens, but just those that bring simple little...

Still Anne said nothing, several times over.

She felt very old and mature and wise—which showed how young she was. She told herself that she longed greatly to go back to those dear merry days when life was seen through a rosy mist of hope and il...

Bukan kegagalan yang merupakan kejahatan, tapi cita-cita yang dangkal.

There isn't any such thing as an ordinary life.

I read in a book once that a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, but I've never been able to believe it. I don't believe a rose WOULD be as nice if it was called a thistle or a skunk cabbage.

Never mind Phil and the violets just now, Anne, said Gilbert quietly, taking her hand in a clasp from which she could not free it. There is something I want to say to you. Oh, don't say it, cried Anne...