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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.

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Love Scenes, If Genuine,

Louisa May Alcott

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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.

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I Asked For Bread, And I Got A Stone In The Shape Of A Pedestal.

People Cannot Be Molded Like Clay.

Don't Mind Me. I'm As Happy As A Cricket Here.

People Want To Be Amused, Not Preached At, You Know. Morals Don't Sell Nowadays.

But The Spirit Of Eve Is Strong In All Her Daughters.

I Will Make A Battering-ram Of My Head And Make My Way Through This Rough And Tumble World.

And When They Went Away, Leaving Comfort Behind, I Think There Were Not In All The City Four Merrier People Than The Hungry Little Girls Who Gave Away Their Breakfasts And Contented Themselves With Bread And Milk On Christmas Morning.

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Work Is Always My Salvation And I Will Celebrate It.

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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.

It Takes People A Long Time To Learn The Difference Between Talent And Genius, Especially Ambitious Young Men And Women.

Conceit Spoils The Finest Genius.

A Holiday Isn't A Holiday, Without Plenty Of Freedom And Fun.

The Scar Will Remain, But It Is Better For A Man To Lose Both Arms Than His Soul; And These Hard Years, Instead Of Being Lost, May Be Made The Most Precious Of Your Lives, If They Teach You To Rule Yourselves.

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Books Have Been My Greatest Comfort, Castle-building A Never-failing Delight, And Scribbling A Very Profitable Amusement.

... Because I Have Fallen In Love With So Many Pretty Girls And Never Once The Least Bit With Any Man.

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