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I’m Not Like The Rest Of You; I Never Made Any Plans About What I’d Do When I Grew Up; I Never Thought Of Being Married, As You Did. I Couldn’t Seem To Imagine Myself Anything But Stupid Little Beth, Trotting About At Home, Of No Use Anywhere But There. I Never Wanted To Go Away, And The Hard Part Now Is Leaving You All. I’m Not Afraid, But It Seems As If I Should Be Homesick For You Even In Heaven.

-Louisa May Alcott

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Louisa May Alcott

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I’m Not Like The Rest Of You; I Never Made Any Plans About What I’d Do When I Grew Up; I Never Thought Of Being Married, As You Did. I Couldn’t Seem To Imagine Myself Anything But Stupid Little Beth, Trotting About At Home, Of No Use Anywhere But There. I Never Wanted To Go Away, And The Hard Part Now Is Leaving You All. I’m Not Afraid, But It Seems As If I Should Be Homesick For You Even In Heaven.

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I Think This Power Of Living In Our Children Is One Of The Sweetest Things In The World.

…jo Loved A Few Persons Very Dearly And Dreaded To Have Their Affection Lost Or Lessened In Any Way.

You Have A Good Many Little Gifts And Virtues, But There Is No Need Of Parading Them, For Conceit Spoils The Finest Genius. There Is Not Much Danger That Real Talent Or Goodness Will Be Overlooked Long, And The Great Charm Of All Power Is Modesty.

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Is It Not Meningitis?

...the Love, Respect, And Confidence Of My Children Was The Sweetest Reward I Could Receive For My Efforts To Be The Woman I Would Have Them Copy.

Men Are Always Ready To Die For Us, But Not To Make Our Lives Worth Having. Cheap Sentiment And Bad Logic.

Wild Roses Are Fairest, And Nature A Better Gardener Than Art.

In The Books I Read The Sinners Are Always More Interesting Than The Saints, And In Real Life Good People Are Dismally Dull. I've No Desire To Be Wicked, But I Do Want To Be Happy. A Short Life And A Gay One For Me And I'm Willing To Pay For My Pleasure If It Is Necessary.

A Real Gentleman Is As Polite To A Little Girl As To A Woman.

We'll All Grow Up Someday, Meg, We Might As Well Know What We Want. ~amy March~

My Definition (of A Philosopher) Is Of A Man Up In A Balloon, With His Family And Friends Holding The Ropes Which Confine Him To Earth And Trying To Haul Him Down.

Family And Friends

I Am Lonely, Sometimes, But I Dare Say It's Good For Me.

Laurie Felt Just Then That His Heart Was Entirely Broken And The World A Howling Wilderness.

Money Is A Needful And Precious Thing

Precious Things

For With Eyes Made Clear By Many Tears, And A Heart Softened By The Tenderest Sorrow, She Recognized The Beauty Of Her Sister's Life—uneventful, Unambitious, Yet Full Of The Genuine Virtues Which 'smell Sweet, And Blossom In The Dust', The Self-forgetfulness That Makes The Humblest On Earth Remembered Soonest In Heaven, The True Success Which Is Possible To All.

John Brooke Is Acting Dreadfully, And Meg Likes It!

Let My Name Stand Among Those Who Are Willing To Bear Ridicule And Reproach For The Truth's Sake, And So Earn Some Right To Rejoice When The Victory Is Won.

I Went [to War] Because I Couldn't Help It. I Didn't Want The Glory Or The Pay; I Wanted The Right Thing Done.

Where The Heart Is The Mind Works Best.

The Emerging Woman ... Will Be Strong-minded, Strong-hearted, Strong-souled, And Strong-bodied...strength And Beauty Must Go Together.

Far Away There In The Sunshine Are My Highest Aspirations.

Mothers Can Forgive Anything!

There Was A Good Deal Of Laughing And Kissing And Explaining, In The Simple, Loving Fashion Which Makes These Home-festivals So Pleasant At The Time, So Sweet To Remember Long Afterward, And Then All Fell To Work.

Sympathy Is A Sweet Thing.

Resolved To Take Fate By The Throat And Shake A Living Out Of Her.

I Believe That It Is As Much A Right And Duty For Women To Do Something With Their Lives As For Men And We Are Not Going To Be Satisfied With Such Frivolous Parts As You Give Us.

Money Is A Needful And Precious Thing, And When Well Used, A Noble Thing, But I Never Want You To Think It Is The First Or Only Prize To Strive For. I'd Rather See You Poor Men's Wives, If You Were Happy, Beloved, Contented, Than Queens On Thrones, Without Self-respect And Peace.

...for Love Casts Out Fear, And Gratitude Can Conquer Pride.

It Takes Two Flints To Make A Fire.

It's A Great Comfort To Have An Artistic Sister.

People Don't Have Fortunes Left Them In That Style Nowadays; Men Have To Work And Women To Marry For Money. It's A Dreadfully Unjust World.

Cheerfulness Can Change Misfortune Into Love And Friends.

O Vanity, Mislead No More!

It Takes So Little To Make A Child Happy, That It Is A Pity In A World Full Of Sunshine And Pleasant Things, That There Should Be Any Wistful Faces, Empty Hands, Or Lonely Little Hearts.

It’s Amazing How Lovely Common Things Become, If One Only Knows How To Look At Them.

Persuasive Influences Are Better Than Any Amount Of Moralizing.

If You Dear Little Girls Would Only Learn What Real Beauty Is, And Not Pinch And Starve And Bleach Yourselves Out So, You'd Save An Immense Deal Of Time And Money And Pain. A Happy Soul In A Healthy Body Makes The Best Sort Of Beauty For Man Or Woman.

...meg Learned To Love Her Husband Better For His Poverty, Because It Seem To Have Made A Man Of Him, Giving Him The Strength And Courage To Fight His Own Way, And Taught Him A Tender Patience With Which To Bear And Comfort The Natural Longings And Failures Of Those He Loved.

Jo's Eyes Sparkled, For It's Always Pleasant To Be Believed In; And A Friend's Praise Is Always Sweeter Than A Dozen Newspaper Puffs.

Energy Is More Attractive Than Beauty In A Man.

…what Splendid Dreams Young People Build Upon A Word, And How Bitter Is The Pain When The Bright Bubbles Burst.

…proved That Woman Isn't A Half But A Whole Human Being, And Can Stand Alone.

Father Asked Us What Was God's Noblest Work. Anna Said Men, But I Said Babies. Men Are Often Bad, But Babies Never Are.

If We Are All Alive Ten Years Hence, Let's Meet, And See How Many Of Us Have Got Our Wishes, Or How Much Nearer We Are Then Than Now.

Conceit Spoils The Finest Genius.

Strength And Beauty Must Go Hand In Hand

Strength And Beauty

Now And Then, In This Workaday World, Things Do Happen In The Delightful Storybook Fashion, And What A Comfort That Is.

Work Is Always My Salvation And I Will Celebrate It.

Right Jo Better Be Happy Old Maids Than Unhappy Wives Or Unmaidenly Girls Running About To Find Husbands.

The Moment Aunt March Took Her Nap, Or Was Busy With Company, Jo Hurried To This Quiet Place, And Curling Herself Up In The Easy Chair, Devoured Poetry, Romance, History, Travels, And Pictures Like A Regular Bookworm.

Head, You May Think; Heart, You May Feel; But Hand, You Shall Work Alway!

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A Kiss For A Blow Is Always Best, Though It's Not Very Easy To Give It Sometimes.

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No Love Or Pity, Pardon Or Excuse Should Soften The Sharp Pang Of Reparation For The Guilty Man.

…she'll Go And Fall In Love, And There's An End Of Peace And Fun, And Cozy Times Together.

Falling In Love

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...a Capital Patient, As She Never Died And Never Got Well.

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Jo Had Learned That Hearts, Like Flowers, Cannot Be Rudely Handled, But Must Open Naturally.

…she Rejoiced As Only Mothers Can In The Good Fortunes Of Their Children.

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…that's What Old People Are Here For, — Else Their Experience Is Of Little Use.

Elegance Has A Bad Effect On My Constitution.

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Love Jo All Your Days, If You Choose, But Don't Let It Spoil You, For It's Wicked To Throw Away So Many Good Gifts Because You Can't Have The One You Want.

Unrequited Love

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…misfortune Was Much More Interesting To Her Than Good Luck.

…men Never Forgive Like Women.

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Poor Dull Concord. Nothing Colorful Has Come Through Here Since The Redcoats.

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Dear Me! How Happy And Good We'd Be, If We Had No Worries!

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Mrs. Jo Did Not Mean The Measles, But That More Serious Malady Called Love, Which Is Apt To Ravage Communities, Spring And Autumn, When Winter Gayety And Summer Idleness Produce Whole Bouquets Of Engagements, And Set Young People To Pairing Off Like The Birds.

The Fear Of Being An Old Maid Made Young Girls Rush Into Matrimony With A Recklessness That Astonishes.

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…because Talent Isn't Genius, And No Amount Of Energy Can Make It So. I Want To Be Great, Or Nothing.

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It Was Easier To Do A Friendly Thing Than It Was To Stay And Be Thanked For It.

We Can't Any Of Us Do All We Would Like, But We Can Do Our Best For Every Case That Comes To Us, And That Helps Amazingly.

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To Marry Without Love Betrays As Surely As To Love Without Marriage.

I Don't Like Favors; They Oppress And Make Me Fell Like A Slave. I'd Rather Do Everything For Myself, And Be Perfectly Independent.

But Many Of The Bravest Never Are Known, And Get No Praise. That Does Not Lessen Their Beauty.

Love Scenes, If Genuine, Are Indescribable; For To Those Who Have Enacted Them The Most Elaborate Description Seems Tame, And To Those Who Have Not, The Simplest Picture Seems Overdone.

…on Some Occasions, Women, Like Dreams, Go By Contraries.

The Clocks Were Striking Midnight And The Rooms Were Very Still As A Figure Glided Quietly From Bed To Bed, Smoothing A Coverlid Here, Settling A Pillow There, And Pausing To Look Long And Tenderly At Each Unconscious Face, To Kiss Each With Lips That Mutely Blessed, And To Pray The Fervent Prayers Which Only Mothers Utter.

Dan Clung To Her In Speechless Gratitude, Feeling The Blessedness Of Mother Love, — That Divine Gift Which Comforts, Purifies, And Strengthens All Who Seek It.

Many Argue; Not Many Converse.

Liberty Is A Better Husband Than Love To Many Of Us.

Some Books Are So Familiar That Reading Them Is Like Being Home Again.

Beth Ceased To Fear Him From That Moment, And Sat There Talking To Him As Cozily As If She Had Known Him All Her Life, For Love Casts Out Fear, And Gratitude Can Conquer Pride.

. . . For When Women Are The Advisers, The Lords Of Creation Don't Take The Advice Till They Have Persuaded Themselves That It Is Just What They Intended To Do. Then They Act Upon It, And, If It Succeeds, They Give The Weaker Vessel Half The Credit Of It. If It Fails, They Generously Give Her The Whole.

You Are The Gull, Jo, Strong And Wild, Fond Of The Storm And The Wind, Flying Far Out To Sea, And Happy All Alone.

Oh, Jo, How Could You? Your One Beauty.

…she Was One Of Those Happily Created Beings Who Please Without Effort, Make Friends Everywhere, And Take Life So Gracefully And Easily That Less Fortunate Souls Are Tempted To Believe That Such Are Born Under A Lucky Star.

Positive Attitude

The Small Hopes And Plans And Pleasures Of Children Should Be Tenderly Respected By Grown-up People, And Never Rudely Thwarted Or Ridiculed.

…in Silence Learned The Sweet Solace Which Affection Administers To Sorrow.

They Were Enjoying The Happy Hour That Seldom Comes But Once In Any Life, The Magical Moment Which Bestows Youth On The Old, Beauty On The Plain, Wealth On The Poor, And Gives Human Hearts A Foretaste Of Heaven.

But, Like All Happiness, It Did Not Last Long.

We've Got Minds And Souls As Well As Hearts; Ambition And Talents As Well As Beauty And Accomplishments; And We Want To Live And Learn As Well As Love And Be Loved. I'm Sick Of Being Told That Is All A Woman Is Fit For! I Won't Have Anything To Do With Love Until I Prove That I Am Something Beside A Housekeeper And A Baby-tender!

She Is Too Fond Of Books, And It Has Turned Her Brain.

...and Best Of All, The Wilderness Of Books, In Which She Could Wander, Where She Liked, Made The Library A Region Of Bliss To Her.

Watch And Pray, Dear, Never Get Tired Of Trying, And Never Think It Is Impossible To Conquer Your Fault.

Love And Loyalty If Ever Men And Women Are Their Simplest, Sincerest Selves, It Is When Suffering Softens The One, And Sympathy Strengthens The Other.

He Looked At Her An Instant, For The Effect Of The Graceful Girlish Figure With Pale, Passionate Face And Dark Eyes Full Of Sorrow, Pride And Resolution Was Wonderfully Enhanced By The Gloom Of The Great Room, And Glimpses Of A Gathering Storm In The Red Autumn Sky.

All The Worse For The Undeniable Talent Which Hides The Evil So Subtly And Makes The Danger So Delightful.

Jo's Breath Gave Out Here, And Wrapping Her Head In The Paper, She Bedewed Her Little Story With A Few Natural Tears, For To Be Independent And Earn The Praise Of Those She Loved Were The Dearest Wishes Of Her Heart, And This Seemed To Be The First Step Toward That Happy End.

…often Between Ourselves And Those Nearest And Dearest To Us There Exists A Reserve Which It Is Very Hard To Overcome.

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I Don't Worry About The Storms, I Am Learning To Sail My Own Ship.

Every House Needs A Grandmother In It.

Life And Love Are Very Precious When Both Are In Full Bloom.

…marriage, They Say, Halves One's Rights And Doubles One's Duties.

I Ask Not For Any Crown But That Which All May Win; Nor Try To Conquer Any World Except The One Within.

Her Beauty Satisfied [his] Artistic Eye, Her Peculiarities Piqued His Curiosity, Her Vivacity Lightened His Ennui, And Her Character Interested Him By The Unconscious Hints It Gave Of Power, Pride And Passion. So Entirely Natural And Unconventional Was She That He Soon Found Himself On A Familiar Footing, Asking All Manner Of Unusual Questions, And Receiving Rather Piquant Replies.

Self-pity In Its Early Stages Is As Snug As A Feather Mattress. Only When It Hardens Does It Become Uncomfortable.

Jo Began To Dance A Jig,...amy Nearly Fell Out Of The Window In Her Surprise, And Meg Exclaimed, With Uplifted Hands, 'well I Do Believe The World Is Coming To An End!

Fame Is A Pearl Many Dive For And Only A Few Bring Up. Even When They Do, It Is Not Perfect, And They Sigh For More, And Lose Better Things In Struggling For Them.

Madam De Stael Pronounced Architecture To Be Frozen Music; So Is Statuary Crystalized Spirituality.

Liberty Must Not Be Abused.

Let Us Be Elegant Or Die! --amy

Men Are Often Bad, But Babies Never Are.

What Do Girls Do Who Haven't Any Mothers To Help Them Through Their Troubles?

To Me, Love Isn't All. I Must Look Up, Not Down, Trust And Honor With My Whole Heart, And Find Strenght And Integrity To Lean On

Conceit Spoils The Finest Genius?and The Great Charm Of All Power Is Modesty.

Go Out More, Keep Cheerful As Well As Busy, For You Are The Sunshine-maker Of The Family, And If You Get Dismal There Is No Fair Weather.

I Do Like Men Who Come Out Frankly And Own That They Are Not Gods.

Remember That Frost Comes Latest To Those That Bloom The Highest.

Well, I Am Happy, And I Won't Fret, But It Does Seem As If The More One Gets The More One Wants.

There Is Very Little Real Liberty In The World; Even Those Who Seem Freest Are Often The Most Tightly Bound. Law, Custom, Public Opinion, Fear Or Shame Make Slaves Of Us All, As You Will Find When You Try Your Experiment.

I Often Think Flowers Are The Angels' Alphabet Whereby They Write On Hills And Fields Mysterious And Beautiful Lessons For Us To Feel And Learn.

It Takes Three Or Four Women To Get Each Man Into, Through, And Out Of The World.

It Is My Opinion That This Day Will Never Come To An End," Said Prince, With A Yawn That Nearly Rent Him Assunder.

When We Make Little Sacrifices We Like To Have Them Appreciated, At Least.

But Please Hug And Kiss Me, Everyone, And Don't Mind My Dress, I Want A Great Many Crumples Of This Sort Put Into It Today.

I Want To Be Great, Or Nothing. I Won't Be A Commonplace Dauber, So I Don't Intend To Try Any More.

You Don’t Need Scores Of Suitors. You Need Only One… If He’s The Right One.

Love Is A Flower That Grows In Any Soil, Works Its Sweet Miracles Undaunted By Autumn Frost Or Winter Snow, Blooming Fair And Fragrant All The Year, And Blessing Those Who Give And Those Who Receive.

At Twenty-five, Girls Begin To Talk About Being Old Maids, But Secretly Resolve That They Never Will. At Thirty, They Say Nothing About It, But Quietly Accept The Fact.

I Never Knew How Much Like Heaven This World Could Be, When Two People Love And Live For One Another!

If People Really Want To Go, And Really Try All Their Lives, I Think They Will Get In; For I Don't Believe There Are Any Locks On That Door, Or Any Guards At The Gate. I Always Imagine It Is As It Is In The Picture, Where The Shining Ones Stretch Out Their Hands To Welcome Poor Christian As He Comes Up From The River.

November Is The Most Disagreeable Month In The Whole Year.

I Was Thinking What A Curious Thing Love Is; Only A Sentiment, And Yet It Has Power To Make Fools Of Men And Slaves Of Women.

Six Weeks Is A Long Time To Wait, And A Still Longer Time For A Girl To Keep A Secret.

He Was Poor, Yet Always Appeared To Be Giving Something Away; A Stranger, Yet Everyone Was His Friend; No Longer Young, But As Happy-hearted As A Boy; Plain And Peculiar, Yet His Face Looked Beautiful To Many.

…it Is So Much Better To Work For Others Than For One's Self Alone.

I For One Don't Want To Be Ranked Among Idiots, Felons, And Minors Any Longer, For I Am None Of Them.

But Buds Will Be Roses, And Kittens, Cats - More's The Pity.

I Love My Liberty Too Well To Be In A Hurry To Give It Up For Any Mortal Man.

Some Stories Are So Familiar Its Like Going Home.

{mrs. March To Jo} You Are Too Much Alike And Too Fond Of Freedom, Not To Mention Hot Tempers And Strong Wills, To Get On Happily Together, In A Relation Which Needs Infinite Patience And Forbearance, As Well As Love.

The Girls Gave Their Hearts Into Their Mother's Keeping-their Souls Into Their Father's; And To Both Parents, Who Lived And Labored So Faithfully For Them, They Gave A Love That Grew With Their Growth, And Bound Them Tenderly Together By The Sweetest Tie Which Blesses Life And Outlives Death.

When Jo's Conservative Sister Meg Says She Must Turn Up Her Hair Now That She Is A "young Lady," Jo Shouts, "i'm Not! And If Turning Up My Hair Makes Me One, I'll Wear It In Two Tails Till I'm Twenty.... I Hate To Think I've Got To Grow Up, And Be Miss March, And Wear Long Gowns, And Look As Prim As A China Aster! It's Bad Enough To Be A Girl Anyway, When I Like Boys' Games And Work And Manners! I Can't Get Over My Disappointment In Not Being A Boy; And It's Worse Than Ever Now, For I'm Dying To Go And Fight With Papa, And I Can Only Stay At Home And Knit, Like A Poky Old Woman.

People Cannot Be Molded Like Clay.

November Is The Most Disagreeable Month In The Whole Year," Said Margaret, Standing At The Window One Dull Afternoon, Looking Out At The Frostbitten Garden. "that's The Reason I Was Born In It," Observed Jo Pensively, Quite Unconscious Of The Blot On Her Nose.

Now I'm Beginning To Live A Little And Feel Less Like A Sick Oyster At Low Tide.

I Keep Turning Over New Leaves, And Spoiling Them, As I Used To Spoil My Copybooks; And I Make So Many Beginnings There Never Will Be An End. (jo March)

I Never Wanted To Go Away, And The Hard Part Now Is The Leaving You All. I'm Not Afraid, But It Seems As If I Should Be Homesick For You Even In Heaven.

She Had A Womanly Instinct That Clothes Possess An Influence More Powerful Over Many Than The Worth Of Character Or The Magic Of Manners.

I Mean That It Is More Natural For Me To Be Wicked Than Virtuous, When I Do A Bad Act, And I've Done Many, I Never Feel Wither Shame, Remorse Or Fear, I Sometimes Wish It Was Not Necessary As I Don't Like The Trouble, But As For Any Moral Sense Of Principle, I Haven't A Particle. Many People Are Like Me As Actions Prove, But They Are Not So Frank In Owning It And Insist On Keeping Up The Humbug Of Virtue.

Back To Him She Would Never Go, But In Her Lonely Life Still Lived The Sweet Memory Of That Happy Time When She Believed In Him And He Was All In All To Her.

Everybody Has Their Days Of Misfortune.

Rivalry Adds So Much To The Charms Of One's Conquests.

You Have Grown Abominably Lazy, And You Like Gossip, And Waste Time On Frivolous Things, You Are Contented To Be Petted And Admired By Silly People, Instead Of Being Loved And Respected By Wise Ones.

The Young People Were Playing That Still More Absorbing Game In Which Hearts Are Always Trumps.

Life Is Like College; May I Graduate And Earn Some Honors.

Young People Think They Never Can Change, But They Do In The Most Wonderful Manner, And Very Few Die Of Broken Hearts.

Dolls Are Safe Companions.

In The Midst Of Her Tears Came The Thought, "when People Are In Danger, They Ask God To Save Them;" And, Slipping Down Upon Her Knees, She Said Her Prayer As She Had Never Said It Before, For When Human Help Seems Gone We Turn To Him As Naturally As Lost Children Cry To Their Father, And Feel Sure That He Will Hear And Answer Them.

No Woman Should Give Her Happiness Into The Keeping Of A Man Without Fixed Principles.

Hither,hither, From Thy Home,airy Sprite, I Bid Thee Come! Born Of Roses, Fed On Dew, Charms And Potions Canst Thow Brew? Bring Me Here, With Elfin Speed,the Fragment Philter Witch I Need; Make It Sweet And Swift And Stong, Spirite Amserw Now My Song Hither I Come, From My Airy Home, Afar Silver Moon. Take Magic Spell, And Use It Well. Or Its Powers Will Vanish Soon!

The Power Of Finding Beauty In The Humblest Things Makes Home Happy And Life Lovely.

I'd Have A Stable Full Of Arabian Steeds, Rooms Piled With Books, And I'd Write Out Of A Magic Inkstand, So That My Works Should Be As Famous As Laurie's Music. I Want To Do Something Splendid Before I Go Into My Castle,-something Heroic, Or Wonderful,-that Won't Be Forgotten After I'm Dead. I Don't Know What, But I'm On The Watch For It, And Mean To Astonish You All, Some Day. I Think I Shall Write Books, And Get Rich And Famous; That Would Suit Me, So That Is My Favorite Dream.

Christmas Won't Be Christmas Without Any Presents.

"stay" Is A Charming Word In A Friend's Vocabulary.

Cute Best Friend

I'd Rather Take Coffee Than Compliments Just Now.

If I Didn't Care About Doing Right And Didn't Feel Uncomfortable Doing Wrong, I Should Get On Capitally.

I Think She Is Growing Up, And So Begins To Dream Dreams, And Have Hopes And Fears And Fidgets, Without Knowing Why Or Being Able To Explain Them.

Better Lose Your Life Than Your Soul.

Far Away There In The Sunshine Are My Highest Aspirations. I May Not Reach Them, But I Can Look Up And See Their Beauty, Believe In Them, And Try To Follow Where They Lead.

Have Regular Hours For Work And Play; Make Each Day Both Useful And Pleasant, And Prove That You Understand The Worth Of Time By Employing It Well. Then Youth Will Be Delightful, Old Age Will Bring Few Regrets, And Life Will Become A Beautiful Success.

Fame Is A Very Good Thing To Have In The House, But Cash Is More Convenient.

Salt Is Like Good-humor, And Nearly Every Thing Is Better For A Pinch Of It.

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