Quotes By Author: L.M. Montgomery

“Anne, look here. Can’t we be good friends?”For a moment Anne hesitated. She had an odd, newly awakened consciousness under all her outraged dignity that the half-shy, half-eager expression in Gilbert’s hazel eyes was something that was very good to see. Her heart gave a quick, queer little beat. But the bitterness of her old grievance promptly stiffened up her wavering determination. That scene of two years before flashed back into her recollection as vividly as if it had taken place yesterday. Gilbert had called her “carrots” and had brought about her disdain before the whole school. Her resentment, which to other and older people might be as laughable as its cause, was in no whit allayed and softened by time seemingly. She hated Gilbert Blythe! She would never forgive him!”

“You have the itch for writing born in you. It’s quite incurable. What are you going to do with it?”

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

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