Quotes from LM Montgomery

Life, deal gently with her ... Love, never desert her

I don't know what lies around the bend, but I'm going to believe that the best does.

Well, it all comes to this; there's no use trying to live in other people's opinions. The only thing to do is to live in your own. After all, I believe in myself. I'm not so bad and silly as they think me, and I'm not consumptive, and I can write. Now that I've written it all out I feel differently about it. The only thing that still aggravates me is that Miss Potter pitied me -- pitied by a Potter!

That's one of the things we learn as we grow older -- how to forgive. It comes easier at forty than it did at twenty.

Thank goodness, we can choose our friends. We have to take our relatives as they are, and be thankful…

I am well in body though considerably rumpled up in spirit.

I heard someone once say that the years from fifteen to nineteen are the best years in a girl's life.

But it ain't our feelings we have to steer by through life--no, no, we'd make shipwreck mighty often if we did that. There's only the one safe compass and we've got to set our course by that--what it's right to do.

I wonder if it will be—can be—any more beautiful than this,' murmured Anne, looking around her with the loving, enraptured eyes of those to whom 'home' must always be the loveliest spot in the world, no matter what fairer lands may lie under alien stars.

Who would endure life if it were not for the hope of death?

there's no use trying to live in other people's opinions. The only thing to do is live in your own.

One June evening, when the orchards were pink-blossomed again, when the frogs were singing silverly sweet in the marshes about the head of the Lake of Shining Waters, and the air was full of the savor of clover fields and balsamic fir woods, Anne was sitting by her gable window. She had been studying her lessons, but it had grown too dark to see the book, so she had fallen into wide-eyed reverie, looking out past the boughs of the Snow Queen, once more bestarred with its tufts of blossom.