Lucy Maud Montgomery Love Quotations

There is no use in loving things if you have to be torn from them, is there? And it's so hard to keep from loving things, isn't it?

When people mean to be good to you, you don't mind very much when they're not quite—always.

Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one’s life with pomp and blare, like a gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept to one’s side like an old friend through quiet ways; perhaps it revealed itself in seeming prose, until some sudden shaft of illumination flung athwart its pages betrayed the rhythm and the music, perhaps . . . perhaps . . . love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath.

I don't know which is worse - to have somebody you DON'T like ask you to marry him or NOT have some one you DO like. Both are rather unpleasant.

Houses are like people - some you like and some you don't like - and once in a while there is one you love.

I wouldn't want to marry anybody who was wicked, but I think I'd like it if he could be wicked and wouldn't.

Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one's life with pomp and blare... Perhaps it crept to one's side like an old friend through quiet ways.

…it's so dreadful to have nothing to love — life is so empty — and there's nothing worse than emptiness…

Don't you just love poetry that gives you a crinkly feeling up and down your back?

Gilbert, I'm afraid I'm scandalously in love with you.

Outgrowing things we love is never a pleasant process.

... we always love best the people who need us.

To love is easy and therefore common - but to understand - how rare it is!

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.

Perhaps. . .love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath.

I am sure we should not shut our hearts against the healing influences that nature offers us. But I understand your feeling. I think we all experience the same thing. We resent the thought that anything can please us when someone we love is no longer here to share the pleasure with us, and we almost feel as if we were unfaithful to our sorrow when we find our interest in life returning to us.

A girl who would fall in love so easily or want a man to love her so easily would probably get over it just as quickly, very little the worse for wear. On the contrary, a girl who would take love seriously would probably be a good while finding herself in love and would require something beyond mere friendly attentions from a man before she would think of him in that light.

Do you know, Gilbert, there are times when I strongly suspect that I love you!