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L. M. Montgomery quotes

Canadian Author November 30, 1874 – April 24, 1942

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L. M. Montgomery quote: "Gilbert put his arm about them. 'Oh, you mothers!' he said. ..."
Gilbert put his arm about them. 'Oh, you mothers!' he said. 'You mothers! God knew what He was about when He made you. L. M. Montgomery
I've a pocket full of dreams to sell," said Teddy, whimsically,... "What d'ye lack? What d'ye lack? A dream of success--a dream of adventure--a dream of the sea--a dream of the woodland--any kind of a dream you want at reasonable prices, including one or two unique little nightmares. What will you give me for a dream? L. M. Montgomery
You'd find it easier to be bad than good if you had red hair," said Anne reproachfully. "People who haven't red hair don't know what trouble is. L. M. Montgomery
L. M. Montgomery quote: "It's good advice, but I expect it will be hard to follow; good..."
It's good advice, but I expect it will be hard to follow; good advice is apt to be, I think. L. M. Montgomery
I'd write of people and places like I knew, and I'd make my characters talk everyday English; and I'd let the sun rise and set in the usual quiet way without much fuss over the fact. If I had to have villains at all, I'd give them a chance, Anne--I'd give them a chance. There are some terrible bad men the world, I suppose, but you'd have to go a long piece to find them...But most of us have got a little decency somewhere in us. Keep on writing, Anne. L. M. Montgomery
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. L. M. Montgomery
Few things in Avonlea ever escaped Mrs. Lynde. It was only that morning Anne had said, "If you went to your own room at midnight, locked the door, pulled down the blind, and sneezed, Mrs. Lynde would ask you the next day how your cold was! L. M. Montgomery
She wanted to be alone - to think things out - to adjust herself, if it were possible, to the new world in which she seemed to have been transplanted with a suddenness and completeness that left her half bewildered to her own identity. L. M. Montgomery
L. M. Montgomery quote: "Oh", she thought, "how horrible it is that people have to grow..."
Oh", she thought, "how horrible it is that people have to grow up-and marry-and change! L. M. Montgomery
L. M. Montgomery quote: "It is ever so much easier to be good if your clothes are..."
It is ever so much easier to be good if your clothes are fashionable. L. M. Montgomery
L. M. Montgomery quote: "In the elder days of art. Builders wrought with greatest care...."
In the elder days of art. Builders wrought with greatest care. Each minute and unseen part, For the gods see everywhere, L. M. Montgomery
L. M. Montgomery quote: "It would be so much easier to be good if one’s hair was..."
It would be so much easier to be good if one’s hair was handsome auburn, don’t you think? L. M. Montgomery
L. M. Montgomery quote: "Why did dusk and fir-scent and the afterglow of autumnal..."
Why did dusk and fir-scent and the afterglow of autumnal sunsets make people say absurd things? L. M. Montgomery
She had dreamed some brilliant dreams during the past winter and now they lay in the dust around her. In her present mood of self-disgust, she could not immediately begin dreaming again. And she discovered that, while solitude with dreams is glorious, solitude without them has few charms. L. M. Montgomery
But she had long ago learned that when she wandered into the realm of fancy she must go alone. The way to it was by an enchanted path where not even her dearest might follow her. L. M. Montgomery

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