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Love is the light and sunshine of life.
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Love is the light and sunshine of life.
Love lasts through life, and adapts itself to every age and circumstance; in childhood for father and mother, in manhood for wife, in age for children, and throughout for brothers and sisters, relations and friends.
Doubt is of two natures, and we often confuse a wise suspension of judgment with the weakness of hesitation.
Most of those who have written in praise of books have thought they could say nothing more conclusive than to compare them to friends.
Some people never seem to appreciate their friends till they have lost them.
For as with the close of the day, so with that of life; there may be clouds, and yet if the horizon is clear, the evening may be beautiful.
To be released from the absorbing affairs of life, to feel that one has earned a claim to leisure and repose, is surely in itself no evil.
Every one must have felt that a cheerful friend is like a sunny day, which sheds its brightness on all around; and most of us can, as we choose, make of this world either a palace or a prison.
Moreover, the result in the long run will depend not so much on some single resolution, or on our action in a special case, but rather on the preparation of daily life.
Our duty is to make ourselves useful, and thus life may be most interesting, and yet comparatively free from anxiety.
The body ceases to grow in a few years; but the mind, if we will let it, may grow as long as life lasts.
We love the ticking of the clock, and the flicker of the fire, like the sound of the cawing of rooks, not so much for any beauty of their own as for their associations.
As age comes on, one source of enjoyment after another is closed, but Nature's sources never fail.
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.
The collisions of party spirit which originate in speculative opinions or in different views of administrative policy are in their nature transitory.
The result was that I gradually, but completely, emerged from my habitual depression, and was never again subject to it.
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
I will try, Mother, I truly will. But you must help me, remind me, and keep me from flying out.
It’s highly virtuous to say we’ll be good, but we can’t do it all at once, and it takes a long pull, a strong pull, and a pull all together before some of us even get our feet set in the right way.
Write something for us, and never mind the rest of the world. Try it, dear. I’m sure it would do you good, and please us very much.
All sorts of mornings are interesting, don’t you think? You don’t know what’s going to happen through the day, and there’s so much scope for imagination.
I make so many mistakes. But then just think of all the mistakes I don’t make, although I might.
I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.
But have you ever noticed one encouraging thing about me, Marilla? I never make the same mistake twice.
Marilla, isn’t it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?
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