Logo
  • Home
  • Topics
  • Authors
  • Quote Maker
  • Login
  • Register
It was November—the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of ... - L.M. Montgomery - Quotes Donut
Written By L.M. Montgomery
It was November—the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines.

5 Reads • May 12, 2021

Download

Want Latest Quotes Directly on your Mobile?

Join our Telegram Channel and WhatsApp group to get Latest Quotes directly on your Mobile Inbox for FREE.
Join Join
About us

Logo

Quotes Donut is single stop solution for all your Quotes needs. Get the Best Quote from wide range of categories and thousand of Authors. Also, give wings to your Writing skills with us & Earn Money Online by Writing Quotes.

Canada

parth@quotesdonut.com

Follow Us
Featured posts
Subhash Chandra Bose took up the role of a true leader and brought a realization to every single commoner, that the privilege to make a change is attainable but only if one can have a sense of willingness.
Subhash Chandra Bose took up the role of a true leader and brought a realization to every single commoner, that the privilege to make a change is attainable but only if one can have a sense of willingness.

January 23, 2021

The sheath that held her soul had assumed significance - that was all. She was a sun, radiant, growing, gathering light and storing it - then after an eternity pouring it forth in a glance, the fragment of a sentence, to that part of him that cherished all beauty and all illusion.
The sheath that held her soul had assumed significance - that was all. She was a sun, radiant, growing, gathering light and storing it - then after an eternity pouring it forth in a glance, the fragment of a sentence, to that part of him that cherished all beauty and all illusion.

June 2, 2021

It is almost impossible for a parent to hold a secret from a child. Children, without the skills of language, spend years developing instead an intuition. By the time they are fifteen, as I was, they are masters of a kind of clairvoyance that tells them, He is depressed, He is frightened, He is pleased.
It is almost impossible for a parent to hold a secret from a child. Children, without the skills of language, spend years developing instead an intuition. By the time they are fifteen, as I was, they are masters of a kind of clairvoyance that tells them, He is depressed, He is frightened, He is pleased.

February 27, 2021

Featured Topics
Kindlehighlight QuotesHope QuotesUnderstanding QuotesEngineering Quotes
Quick Links
QD Blog
Team
Privacy Policy
Terms & Conditions
FAQ

Copyright © 2023 Quotes Donut by Soluture Tech. All Rights Reserved.