Quotes from LM Montgomery

Charlie Sloane says he's going to go into politics and be a member of Parliament, but Mrs. Lynde says he'll never succeed at that, because the Sloanes are all honest people, and it's only rascals that get on in politics nowadays.

Yet he never seemed unhappy or unsatisfied. As long as he could plough and garden and reap he was as contented as a sunny old pasture. His black hair was but lightly frosted with silver and a ripe, serene spirit revealed itself in his rare but sweet smiles. His old fields had given him bread and delight, joy of conquest and comfort in sorrow. Anne was satisfied because he was buried near them. He might have "gone gladly" but he had lived gladly, too. The

For it is sure to come; and if or not it's now not just as we have pictured it, it will likely be infinitely sweeter.

Better a dinner of herbs where your chums are than a stalled ox in a lonely boardinghouse.

I always take the ground that us women ought to stand by each other. We've got enough to endure at the hands of the men, the Lord knows, so I hold we hadn't ought to clapper-claw one another

Let the Piper come and welcome, he cried, waving his hand. I'LL follow him gladly round and round the world.

Seems to me you must always have been afraid to be young. It takes courage, I can tell you that

Mrs. Lynde says, 'Blessed are they who expect nothing for they shall for be disappointed.' But I think it would be worse to expect nothing than to be disappointed.

No. Faith never believed Mary Vance. I was dreadfully foolish to believe her, either. Faith loves you already—she has loved you ever since poor Adam was eaten. And Jerry and Carl will think it is jolly. Oh, Miss West, when you come to live with us, will you—could you—teach me to cook—a little—and sew—and— and—and do things? I don't know anything. I won't be much trouble—I'll try to learn fast.

It was such a nice feeling to know that someone was looking after you... that someone wanted you... that you were important to someone.

Anne always said that Esme Dalley had an iron will under all her sweetness and the doctor had a great deal of respect for the intuition of his wife.

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 are common enough." "Oh, no, babies are never common," said Anne, bringing a bowl of water for Mrs. Gibson's roses. "Every one is a miracle.