Lucy Maud Montgomery - Soul Quotes

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I believe I've put forth a tiny soul-root into Kingsport soil this afternoon. I hope so. I hate to feel transplanted.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
But feeling is so different from knowing. My common sense tells me all you can say, but there are times when common sense has no power over me. Common nonsense takes possession of my soul.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
I'm so glad my window looks east into the sunrising- It's so splendid to see the morning coming up over those long hills and glowing through those sharp fir tops. It's new every morning, and I feel as if I washed my very soul in that bath of earliest sunshine.

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

Lucy Maud Montgomery
Do you think amethysts can be the souls of good violets?

Lucy Maud Montgomery
Do you know what I think Mayflowers are, Marilla? I think they must be the souls of the flowers that died last summer, and this is their heaven.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
A bosom friend - an intimate friend, you know - a really kindred spirit to whom I can confide my inmost soul.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
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.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
I read somewhere once that souls were like flowers,' said Priscilla. 'Then your soul is a golden narcissus,' said Anne, 'and Diana's is like a red, red rose. Jane's is an apple blossom, pink and wholesome and sweet.' 'And our own is a white violet, with purple streaks in its heart,' finished Priscilla.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
I love to smell flowers in the dark," she said. "You get hold of their soul then.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
It always amazes me to look at the little, wrinkled brown seeds and think of the rainbows in 'em," said Captain Jim. "When I ponder on them seeds I don't find it nowise hard to believe that we've got souls that'll live in other worlds. You couldn't hardly believe there was life in them tiny things, some no bigger than grains of dust, let alone colour and scent, if you hadn't seen the miracle, could you?

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Love you! Girl, you're in the very core of my heart. I hold you there like a jewel. Didn't I promise you I'd never tell you a lie? Love you! I love you with all there is of me to love. Heart, soul, brain. Every fibre of body and spirit thrilling to the sweetness of you. There's nobody in the world for me but you, Valancy.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
Sarcasm... raised blisters on her soul that smarted for months.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
It was November—the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines. Anne roamed through the pineland alleys in the park and, as she said, let that great sweeping wind blow the fogs out of her soul.

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

Lucy Maud Montgomery
The woods call to us with a hundred voices, but the sea has one only — a mighty voice that drowns our souls in its majestic music. The woods are human, but the sea is of the company of the archangels.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
When one great passion seizes possession of the soul all other feelings are crowded out.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
Poor soul, she always knew everything about her neighbors, but she never was very well acquainted with herself.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
Anybody is liable to rheumatism in her legs, Anne. It's only old people who should have rheumatism in their souls, though. Thanks goodness, I never have. When you get rheumatism in your soul you might as well go and pick out your coffin.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
He knew that not all dogs could be handsome or eloquent or victorious, but that every dog could love. Inside his homely hide beat the most affectionate, loyal, faithful heart of any dog since dogs were; and something looked out of his brown eyes that was nearer akin to a soul than any theologian would allow.

Lucy Maud Montgomery
It's bad enough to feel insignificant, but it's unbearable to have it grained into your soul that you will never, can never, be anything but insignificant…

Lucy Maud Montgomery