L. M. Montgomery

Life is worth living as long as theres a laugh in it.

It's so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn't it?

Rebellion flamed up in her soul as the dark hours passed by not because she had no future but because she had no past.

I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June.

March came in that winter like the meekest and mildest of lambs, bringing days that were crisp and golden and tingling, each followed by a frosty pink twilight which gradually lost itself in an elfland of moonshine.

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 our own.

When twilight drops her curtain down and pins it with a star, remember that you have a friend though she may wander far.

Why did dusk and fir-scent and the afterglow of autumnal sunsets make people say absurd things?

Ive had a splendid time and I feel that it marks an epoch in my life. But the best of it all was the coming home.

Looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them. You mayn't get the things themselves; but nothing can prevent you from having the fun of looking forward to them.

Proverbs are all very fine when there's nothing to worry you, but when you're in real trouble, they're not a bit of help.

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

Tomorrow is always fresh with no mistakes in it yet.

True friends are always together in spirit.

Isn't it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?

At sunset the little soul that had come with the dawning went away leaving heartbreak behind it

Well, we all make mistakes, dear, so just put it behind you. We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.

I guess ice cream is one of those things that are beyond imagination.

The body grows slowly and steadily but the soul grows by leaps and bounds. It may come to its full stature in an hour.

Because when you are imagining, you might as well imagine something worth while.

And if you couldn't be loved, the next best thing was to be let alone.

I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.

A cold in the head in June is an immoral thing.

It's been my experience that you can nearly always enjoy things if you make up your mind firmly that you will.

The woods are never solitary--they are full of whispering, beckoning, friendly life. But the sea is a mighty soul, forever moaning of some great, unshareable sorrow, which shuts it up into itself for all eternity.

You'd find it easier to be bad than good if you had red hair.

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