Top 500 L.M. Montgomery Quotes (2026 Update)
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251. “April came tiptoeing in beautifully that year with sunshine and soft winds for a few days; and then a driving northeast snowstorm dropped a white blanket over the world.”

— L.M. Montgomery

252. “Cakes have such a terrible habit of turning out bad just when you especially want them to be good.”

— L.M. Montgomery

253. “I couldn’t live where there were no trees – something vital in me would starve.”

— L.M. Montgomery

254. “There must be a limit to the mistakes one person can make, and when I get to the end of them, then I’ll be through with them. That’s a comforting thought.”

— L.M. Montgomery

255. “She had died in her sleep, painlessly and calmly, and on her face was a smile- as if, after all, death had come as a kindly friend to lead her over the threshold, instead of the grisly phantom she had dreaded... Anne, looking down through a mist of tears, at her old playfellow, thought she saw the face of God had meant Ruby to have, and remembered it so always.”

— L.M. Montgomery

256. “Then they walked home together in the dusk, crowned king and queen in the bridal realm of love, along winding paths fringed with the sweetest flowers that ever bloomed, and over haunted meadows where winds of hope and memory blew.”

— L.M. Montgomery

257. “All the Beyond was hers with its possibilities lurking rosily in the oncoming years – each year a rose of promise to be woven into an immortal chaplet.”

— L.M. Montgomery

258. “A woman who has a sense of humor possesses no refuge from the merciless truth about herself. She cannot think herself misunderstood. She cannot revel in self-pity. She cannot comfortably damn any one who differs from her.”

— L.M. Montgomery

259. “Who would endure life if it were not for the hope of death?”

— L.M. Montgomery

260. “There is a book of revelation in everyone’s life.”

— L.M. Montgomery

261. “In geometry Anne met her Waterloo. “It’s perfectly awful stuff, Marilla,” she groaned. “I’m sure I’ll never be able to make heads or tail of it. There is not scope for imagination in it at all.”

— L.M. Montgomery

262. “Saying one’s prayers isn’t exactly the same thing as praying...”

— L.M. Montgomery

263. “Cornelia was rightfully Mrs. Marshall Elliott, and had been Mrs. Marshall Elliott for thirteen years, but even yet more people referred to her as Miss.”

— L.M. Montgomery

264. “You must pay the penalty of growing-up, Paul. You must leave fairyland behind you.”

— L.M. Montgomery

265. “It is when my umbrella turns inside out that I am convinced of the total depravity of inanimate things.”

— L.M. Montgomery

266. “When I make up my mind to do a thing it stays made up.”

— L.M. Montgomery

267. “I cannot remember the time when I was not writing, or when I did not mean to be a writer... I was an indefatigable scribbler.”

— L.M. Montgomery

268. “Blessings be the inventor of the alphabet, pen and printing press! Life would be – to me in all events – a terrible thing without books.”

— L.M. Montgomery

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269. “The little things of life, sweet and excellent in their place, must not be the things lived for; the highest must be sought and followed; the life of heaven must be begun here on earth.”

— L.M. Montgomery

270. “Mrs. Spencer said it was wicked of me to talk like that, but I didn’t mean to be wicked. It’s so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn’t it?”

— L.M. Montgomery

271. “You see,” she concluded miserably, “when I can call like that to him across space – I belong to him. He doesn’t love me – he never will – but I belong to him.”

— L.M. Montgomery

272. “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.”

— L.M. Montgomery

273. “The Blue Chest of Rachel Ward” was another “ower-true tale.” Rachel Ward was Eliza Montgomery, a cousin of my father’s, who died in Toronto a few years ago. The blue chest was in the kitchen of Uncle John Campbell’s house at Park Corner from 1849 until her death. We children heard its story many a time and speculated and dreamed over its contents, as we sat on it to study our lessons or eat our bed-time snacks.”

— L.M. Montgomery

274. “It’s lovely to be going home and know it’s home. I love green gables already, and I’ve never loved any place before. Oh, Marilla, I’m so happy.”

— L.M. Montgomery

275. “Nobody whom this war has touched will ever be happy again in quite the same way. But it will be a better happiness, I think, little sister – a happiness we’ve earned.”

— L.M. Montgomery

276. “One can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.”

— L.M. Montgomery

277. “They belonged to each other; and, no matter what life might hold for them, it could never alter that. Their happiness was in each other’s keeping and both were unafraid.”

— L.M. Montgomery

278. “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.”

— L.M. Montgomery

279. “I love bright red drinks, don’t you? They taste twice as good as any other color.”

— L.M. Montgomery

280. “Yet he was a rather nice-looking young man, with crinkly russet eyes and crinkly red-brown hair, not to mention a chin that gave the world assurance of a chin.”

— L.M. Montgomery

281. “Today has been a day dropped out of June into April.”

— L.M. Montgomery

282. “I’m not in the depths of despair this morning. I never can be in the morning. Isn’t it a splendid thing that there are mornings?”

— L.M. Montgomery

283. “Why did dusk and fir-scent and the afterglow of autumnal sunsets make people say absurd things?”

— L.M. Montgomery

284. “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.”

— L.M. Montgomery

285. “Many people have told me that they regretted Matthew’s death in Green Gables. I regret it myself. If I had the book to write over again I would spare Matthew for several years. But when I wrote it I thought he must die, that there might be a necessity for self-sacrifice on Anne’s part, so poor Matthew joined the long procession of ghosts that haunt my literary past.”

— L.M. Montgomery

286. “Anne always remembered the silvery, peaceful beauty and fragrant calm of that night. 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.”

— L.M. Montgomery

287. “A child of about eleven, garbed in a very short, very tight, very ugly dress of yellowish-gray wincey. She wore a faded brown sailor hat and beneath the hat, extending down her back, were two braids of very thick, decidedly red hair. Her face was small, white and thin, also much freckled; her mouth was large and so were her eyes, which looked green in some lights and moods and gray in others.”

— L.M. Montgomery

288. “People who don’t like cats always seem to think there is some peculiar virtue in not liking them.”

— L.M. Montgomery

289. “I don’t think there is much fear of your dying of grief as long as you can talk, Anne,” said Marilla unsympathetically.”

— L.M. Montgomery

290. “I know I chatter on far too much... but if you only knew how many things I want to say and don’t. Give me SOME credit.”

— L.M. Montgomery

291. “It had always seemed to Emily, ever since she could remember, that she was very, very near to a world of wonderful beauty. Between it and herself hung only a thin curtain; she could never draw the curtain aside – but sometimes, just for a moment, a wind fluttered it and then it was as if she caught a glimpse of the enchanting realm beyond – only a glimpse – and heard a note of unearthly music.”

— L.M. Montgomery

292. “I read a story tonight. It ended unhappily. I was wretched until I had invented a happy ending for it. I shall always end my stories happily. I don’t care whether it’s “true to life” or not. It’s true to life as it should be and that’s a better truth than the other.”

— L.M. Montgomery

293. “Outside in the garden, which was full of mellow sunset light streaming through the dark old firs to the west of it, stood Anne and Diana, gazing bashfully at each other over a clump of gorgeous tiger lilies.”

— L.M. Montgomery

294. “People who haven’t red hair don’t know what trouble is.”

— L.M. Montgomery

295. “I’ve just been imagining that it was really me you wanted after all and that I was to stay here for ever and ever. It was a great comfort while it lasted. But the worst of imagining things is that the time comes when you have to stop and that hurts.”

— L.M. Montgomery

296. “She looked like a head-on collision between a fashion plate and a nightmare.”

— L.M. Montgomery

297. “There is no use in loving things if you have to be torn from them, is there?”

— L.M. Montgomery

298. “And he wrote, “When the moon rises tonight think of me and I’ll think of you.”

— L.M. Montgomery

299. “It was three o’clock in the morning – the wisest and most accursed hour of the clock. But sometimes it sets us free.”

— L.M. Montgomery

300. “Ruby Gillis thinks of nothing but young men, and the older she gets the worse she is. Young men are all very well in their place, but it doesn’t do to drag them into everything, does it?”

— L.M. Montgomery