Lucy Maud Montgomery - Night Quotes

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They did not talk or want to talk. It was as if they were afraid to talk for fear of spoiling something beautiful. But Anne had never felt so near Katherine Brooke before. By some magic of its own the winter night had brought them together... almost together but not quite.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
It was the last night before sorrow touched her life; and no life is ever quite the same again when once that cold, sanctifying touch has been laid upon it.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
As she walked along she dramatized the night. There was about it a wild, lawless charm that appealed to a certain wild, lawless strain hidden deep in Emily's nature—the strain of the gypsy and the poet, the genius and the fool.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
A broken heart in real life isn't half as dreadful as it is in books. It's a good deal like a bad tooth, though you won't think THAT a very romantic simile. It takes spells of aching and gives you a sleepless night now and then, but between times it lets you enjoy life and dreams and echoes and peanut candy as if there were nothing the matter with it.

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In daylight I belong to the world... in the night to sleep and eternity. But in the dusk I'm free from both and belong only to myself... and you.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
Isn't it queer that the things we writhe over at night are seldom wicked things? Just humiliating ones.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
Good night, belovedest. Your sleep will be sweet if there is any influences in the wishes of your own.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
I wish I were dead, or that it were tomorrow night,' groaned Phil.

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I've always loved the night and I'll like lying awake and thinking over everything in life, past, present and to come. Especially to come.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
Anne's horizons had closed in since the night she had sat there after coming home from Queen's; but if the path set before her feet was to be narrow she knew that flowers of quiet happiness would bloom along it. The joys of sincere work and worthy aspiration and congenial friendship were to be hers; nothing could rob her of her birthright of fancy or her ideal world of dreams. And there was always the bend in the road!

Lucy Maud Montgomery
Some nights are like honey — and some like wine — and some like wormwood.

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It was rapture enough just to sit there beside him in silence, alone in the summer night in the white splendor of moonshine, with the wind blowing down on them out of the pine woods.

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The night was clear and frosty, all ebony of shadow and silver of snowy slope; big stars were shining over the silent fields; here and there the dark pointed firs stood up with snow powdering their branches and the wind whistling through them.

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