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They Keep Coming Up New All The Time - Things To Perplex You, You Know. You Settle One Question And There's Another Right After. There Are So Many Things To Be Thought Over And Decided When You're Beginning To Grow Up. It Keeps Me Busy All The Time Thinking Them Over And Deciding What's Right. It's A Serious Thing To Grow Up, Isn't It, Marilla?

-Lucy Maud Montgomery

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They Keep Coming Up

Lucy Maud Montgomery

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They Keep Coming Up New All The Time - Things To Perplex You, You Know. You Settle One Question And There's Another Right After. There Are So Many Things To Be Thought Over And Decided When You're Beginning To Grow Up. It Keeps Me Busy All The Time Thinking Them Over And Deciding What's Right. It's A Serious Thing To Grow Up, Isn't It, Marilla?

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Don't Be Led Away By Those Howls About Realism. Remember-pine Woods Are Just As Real As Pigsties And A Darn Sight Pleasanter To Be In.

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One Reason Why I Like Writing Poetry - You Can Say So Many Things In It That Are True In Poetry But Wouldn't Be True In Prose.

Never Write A Line You'd Be Ashamed To Read At Your Own Funeral.

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Anne "felt Instinctively" That Romance Was Peeping At Her Around A Corner.

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Life, Deal Gently With Her ... Love, Never Desert Her

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A Few Italics Really Do Relieve Your Feelings.

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Tears Don't Hurt Like The Ache Does.

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