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Simple, Genuine Goodness Is The Best Capital To Found The Business Of This Life Upon. It Lasts When Fame And Money Fail, And Is The Only Riches We Can Take Out Of This World With Us.

-Louisa May Alcott

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Simple, Genuine Goodness Is

Louisa May Alcott

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Simple, Genuine Goodness Is The Best Capital To Found The Business Of This Life Upon. It Lasts When Fame And Money Fail, And Is The Only Riches We Can Take Out Of This World With Us.

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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.

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

November Is The Most Disagreeable Month In The Whole Year.

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

During The Fifteen Minutes That Followed, The Proud And Sensitive Girl Suffered A Shame And Pain Which She Never Forgot. To Others It Might Seem A Ludicrous Or Trivial Affair, But To Her It Was A Hard Experience, For During The Twelve Years Of Her Life She Had Been Governed By Love Alone

I Shall Keep My Book On The Table Here, And Read A Little Every Morning As Soon As I Wake, For I Know It Will Do Me Good, And Help Me Through The Day.

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.

Happy Is The Son Whose Faith In His Mother Remains Unchallenged.

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.

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.

The Duty We Owe Ourselves Is Greater Than That We Owe Others.

Where The Heart Is The Mind Works Best.

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

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.

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

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

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.

It Was Fortunate That Tea Was At Hand, To Produce A Lull And Provide Refreshment,— For They Would Have Been Hoarse And Faint If They Had Gone On Much Longer.

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!

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

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

Sympathy Is A Sweet Thing.

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.

I'm Tired Of Praise; And Love Is Very Sweet, When It Is Simple And Sincere Like This.

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!

So She Enjoyed Herself Heartily, And Found, What Isn't Always The Case, That Her Granted Wish Was All She Had Hoped.

Your Father, Jo. He Never Loses Patience, Never Doubts Or Complains, But Always Hopes, And Works And Waits So Cheerfully That One Is Ashamed To Do Otherwise Before Him.

Now We Are Expected To Be As Wise As Men Who Have Had Generations Of All The Help There Is, And We Scarcely Anything.

I Can't Get Over My Disappointment In Not Being A Boy.

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.

Nothing Provokes Speculation More Than The Sight Of A Woman Enjoying Herself." -

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.

When I Had The Youth I Had No Money, Now I Have The Money I Have No Time, And When I Get The Time, If I Ever Do, I Shall Have No Health To Enjoy Life.

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

Love Is A Great Beautifier.

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

I'd Rather See You Poor Men's Wives, If You Were Happy, Beloved, Contented, Than Queen's On Thrones, Without Self-respect And Peace.

A Time Will Come When You Will Find That In Gaining A Brief Joy You Have Lost Your Peace Forever.

Mothers Can Forgive Anything!

She Preferred Imaginary Heroes To Real Ones, Because When Tired Of Them, The Former Could Be Shut Up In The Tin Kitchen Till Called For, And The Latter Were Less Manageable.

It Takes Two Flints To Make A Fire.

She Fell Into The Moody, Miserable State Of Mind Which Often Comes When Strong Wills Have To Yield To The Inevitable.

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.

Well, If I Can't Be Happy, I Can Be Useful, Perhaps.

He Was The First, The Only Love Her Life, And In A Nature Like Hers Such Passions Take Deep Root And Die-hard.

There Are Many Beths In The World, Shy And Quiet, Sitting In Corners Till Needed, And Living For Others So Cheerfully That No One Sees The Sacrifices Till The Little Cricket On The Hearth Stops Chirping, And The Sweet, Sunshiny Presence Vanishes, Leaving Silence And Shadow Behind.

...and Jo Laid The Rustling Sheets Together With A Careful Hand, As One Might Shut The Covers Of A Lovely Romance, Which Holds The Reader Fast Till The End Comes, And He Finds Himself Alone In The Work-a-day World Again.

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

Oh Dear, Life Is Pretty Tough Sometimes, Isn't It?

I Am Not Afraid Of Storms For I Am Learning How To Sail My Ship.

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

Dear Me, If Men And Women Would Only Trust, Understand, And Help One Another As My Children Do, What A Capital Place The World Would Be!

{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.

Laurie, You're An Angel! How Shall I Ever Thank You?" "fly At Me Again. I Rather Liked It," Said Laurie, Looking Mischievous, A Thing He Had Not Done For A Fortnight.

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

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

I've Learned To Check The Hasty Words That Rise To My Lips, And When I Feel That They Mean To Break Out Against My Will, I Just Go Away For A Minute, And Give Myself A Little Shake For Being So Weak And Wicked.

I Had A Pleasant Time With My Mind, For It Was Happy.

Mine First --mine Last-- Mine Even In The Grave!

The Mere Possession Of A Gun Is, In Itself, An Urge To Kill, Not Only By Design, But By Accident, By Madness, By Fright, By Bravado.

Nothing Is Impossible To A Determined Woman.

Determined Woman

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.

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

A Quick Temper, Sharp Tongue, And Restless Spirit Were Always Getting Her Into Scrapes, And Her Life Was A Series Of Ups And Downs, Which Were Both Comic And Pathetic.

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

Power Is A Dangerous Thing. Be Careful That You Don't Abuse It Or Let It Make A Tyrant Of You.

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

I Make So Many Beginnings There Never Will Be An End.

Jo's Ambition Was To Do Something Very Splendid; What It Was She Had No Idea, As Yet, But Left It For Time To Tell Her.

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.

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

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.

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

The Thought That, Insignificant As She Was, She Yet Might Do Some Good, Made Her Very Careful Of Her Acts And Words, And So Anxious To Keep Head Contented And Face Happy, That She Forgot Her Clothes, And Made Others Do The Same. She Did Not Know It, But That Good Old Fashion Of Simplicity Made The Plain Gowns Pretty, And The Grace Of Unconsciousness Beautified Their Little Wearer With The Charm That Makes Girlhood Sweetest To Those Who Truly Love And Reverence It.

I Want To Do Something Splendid… Something Heroic Or Wonderful That Won’t Be Forgotten After I’m Dead… I Think I Shall Write Books.

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

Falling In Love

When I Had Youth I Had No Money; Now I Have The Money I Have No Time; And When I Get The Time, If I Ever Do, I Shall Have No Health To Enjoy Life. I Suppose It's The Discipline I Need; But It's Rather Hard To Love The Things I Do, And See Them Go By Because Duty Chains Me To My Galley. If I Ever Come Into Port With All Sails Set, That Will Be My Reward Perhaps.

Energy Is More Attractive Than Beauty In A Man.

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

Where I Wholly Love I Wholly Trust.

Ridicule Is Often Harder To Bear Than Self-denial.

My Book Came Out; And People Began To Think That Topsy-turvy Louisa Would Amount To Something After All.

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

Nothing Remained But Loneliness And Grief.

I Did Fail, Say What You Will, For Jo Wouldn't Love Me.

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.

Go On With Your Work As Usual, For Work Is A Blessed Solace.

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.

We'll All Grow Up Meg, No Pretending We Won't.

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

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

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

I May Be Strong-minded, But No One Can Say I'm Out Of My Sphere Now, For Woman's Special Mission Is Supposed To Be Drying Tears And Bearing Burdens

O Vanity, Mislead No More!

Where's The Use Of Looking Nice, When No One Sees Me But Those Cross Midgets, And No One Cares Whether I'm Pretty Or Not?

You May Try Your Experiment For A Week And See How You Like It. I Think By Saturday Night You Will Find That All Play And No Work Is As Bad As All Work And No Play

I Put In My List All The Busy, Useful Independent Spinsters I Know, For Liberty Is A Better Husband Than Love To Many Of Us.

Don't Cry So Bitterly, But Remember This Day, And Resolve With All Your Soul That You Will Never Know Another Like It.

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

She Began To See That Character Is A Better Possession Than Money, Rank, Intellect, Or Beauty, And To Feel That If Greatness Is What A Wise Man Has Defined It To Be, 'truth, Reverence, And Good Will,' Then Her Friend Friedrich Bhaer Was Not Only Good, But Great.

…to The Inspiration Of Necessity, We Owe Half The Wise, Beautiful, And Useful Blessings Of The World.

Love Is A Beautifier.

I Am Angry Nearly Every Day Of My Life, But I Have Learned Not To Show It; And I Still Try To Hope Not To Feel It, Though It May Take Me Another Forty Years To Do It.

I Only Mean To Say That I Have A Feeling That It Never Was Intended I Should Live Long. I'm Not Like The Rest Of You.

Don't Try To Make Me Grow Up Before My Time.

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

We All Have Our Own Life To Pursue, Our Own Kind Of Dream To Be Weaving, And We All Have The Power To Make Wishes Come True, As Long As We Keep Believing.

…books Are Always Good Company If You Have The Right Sort. Let Me Pick Out Some For You.' And Mrs. Jo Made A Bee-line To The Well-laden Shelves, Which Were The Joy Of Her Heart And The Comfort Of Her Life.

Rule Yourself. Love Your Neighbor. Do The Duty That Lies Nearest You.

Help One Another Is Part Of The Religion Of Our Sisterhood.

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

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.

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 Never Too Early To Try And Plant [good Principles] In A Child, And Never Too Late To Cultivate Them In The Most Neglected Person.

. . . 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.

...and Clung More Closely To The Dear Human Love, From Which Our Father Never Means Us To Be Weaned, But Through Which He Draws Us Closer To Himself.

Prove That You Understand The Worth Of Time By Employing It Well.

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

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

It Takes Very Little Fire To Make A Great Deal Of Smoke Nowadays, And Notoriety Is Not Real Glory.

Wealth Is Certainly A Most Desirable Thing, But Poverty Has Its Sunny Side, And One Of The Sweet Uses Of Adversity Is The Genuine Satisfaction Which Comes From Hearty Work Of Head Or Hand, And To The Inspiration Of Necessity, We Owe Half The Wise, Beautiful, And Useful Blessings Of The World.

Everybody Has Their Days Of Misfortune.

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

A Faithful Friend Is A Strong Defense; And He That Hath Found Him Hath Found A Treasure.

John Brooke Is Acting Dreadfully, And Meg Likes It!

Work Is Always My Salvation And I Will Celebrate It.

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.

Nothing Seemed Impossible In The Beginning.

I Don't Think Secrets Agree With Me, I Feel Rumpled Up In Mind Since You Told Me That.

I Like To Help Women Help Themselves, As That Is, In My Opinion, The Best Way To Settle The Woman Question. Whatever We Can Do And Do Well We Have A Right To, And I Don't Think Any One Will Deny Us.

My Father Taught In The Wise Way Which Unfolds What Lies In The Child

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

…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

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.

Preserve Your Memories, Keep Them Well, What You Forget You Can Never Retell.

...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.

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

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

Girls Are So Queer You Never Know What They Mean. They Say No When They Mean Yes, And Drive A Man Out Of His Wits For The Fun Of It.

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

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

Some People Seemed To Get All Sunshine, And Some All Shadow.

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

Prosperity Suits Some People, And They Blossom Best In A Glow Of Sunshine; Others Need The Shade, And Are The Sweeter For A Touch Of Frost.

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

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.

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.

I Like Good Strong Words That Mean Something.

Cast Your Bread Upon The Waters, And After Many Days It Will Come Back Buttered.

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

Good, Old-fashioned Ways Keep Hearts Sweet, Heads Sane, Hands Busy.

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!

To Most The End Comes As Naturally And Simply As Sleep.

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.

Oft In The Silence Of The Night, When The Lonely Moon Rides High, When Wintry Winds Are Whistling, And We Hear The Owl's Shrill Cry, In The Quiet, Dusky Chamber, By The Flickering Firelight, Rising Up Between Two Sleepers, Comes A Spirit All In White.

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.

I Like Adventures, And I’m Going To Find Some.

Christmas Won't Be Christmas Without Any Presents," Grumbled Jo, Lying On The Rug. "it's So Dreadful To Be Poor!" Sighed Meg, Looking Down At Her Old Dress. "i Don't Think It's Fair For Some Girls To Have Plenty Of Pretty Things, And Other Girls Nothing At All," Added Little Amy, With An Injured Sniff. "we've Got Father And Mother, And Each Other," Said Beth Contentedly From Her Corner.

Girls Could Do Most Things As Well As Boys, And Some Things Better.

When Emerson's Library Was Burning At Concord, I Went To Him As He Stood With The Firelight On His Strong, Sweet Face, And Endeavored To Express My Sympathy For The Loss Of His Most Valued Possessions, But He Answered Cheerily, 'never Mind, Louisa, See What A Beautiful Blaze They Make! We Will Enjoy That Now.' The Lesson Was One Never Forgotten And In The Varied Lessons That Have Come To Me I Have Learned To Look For Something Beautiful And Bright.

The Patience And The Humility Of The Face She Loved So Well Was A Better Lesson To Jo Than The Wisest Lecture, The Sharpest Reproof.

I Don't Pretend To Be Wise, But I Am Observing, And I See A Great Deal More Than You'd Imagine. I'm Interested In Other People's Experiences And Inconsistencies, And, Though I Can't Explain, I Remember And Use Them For My Own Benefit.

Souls And Bodies Should Go On Together.

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's Lovely To See People So Happy.

Young Men Often Laugh At The Sensible Girls Whom They Secretly Respect, And Affect To Admire The Silly Ones Whom They Secretly Despise, Because Earnestness, Intelligence, And Womanly Dignity Are Not The Fashion.

I'll Try And Be What He Loves To Call Me, 'a Little Woman,' And Not Be Rough And Wild, But Do My Duty Here Instead Of Wanting To Be Somewhere Else.

Life Is My University, And I Hope To Graduate From It With Some Distinction.

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.

A Little Kingdom I Possess, Where Thoughts And Feelings Dwell; And Very Hard The Task I Find Of Governing It Well.

Human Minds Are More Full Of Mysteries Than Any Written Book And More Changeable Than The Cloud Shapes In The Air.

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

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

Money Is A Needful And Precious Thing

Precious Things

Men Are Often Bad, But Babies Never Are.

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

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

Mothers Can Forgive Anything! Tell Me All, And Be Sure That I Will Never Let You Go, Though The Whole World Should Turn From You.

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.

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.

Many Wise And True Sermons Are Preached Us Everyday By Unconscious Ministers In Street, School, Office, Or Home; Even A Fair Table May Become A Pulpit, If It Can Offer The Good And Helpful Words Which Are Never Out Of Season.

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

Youth, Health And Freedom Were Meant To Be Enjoyed And I Want To Try Every Pleasure Before I Am Too Old To Enjoy Them.

Were Meant To Be

... Swept Into The Giddy Vortex Which Keeps So Many Young People Revolving Aimlessly, Till They Go Down Or Are Cast Upon The Shore, Wrecks Of What They Might Have Been

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

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)

Painful As It May Be, A Significant Emotional Event Can Be The Catalyst For Choosing A Direction That Serves Us - And Those Around Us - More Effectively. Look For The Learning.

Marmee: Oh, Jo. Jo, You Have So Many Extraordinary Gifts; How Can You Expect To Lead An Ordinary Life? You’re Ready To Go Out And – And Find A Good Use For Your Talent. Tho’ I Don’t Know What I Shall Do Without My Jo. Go, And Embrace Your Liberty. And See What Wonderful Things Come Of It.

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

The Rooms Were Very Still While The Pages Were Softly Turned And The Winter Sunshine Crept In To Touch The Bright Heads And Serious Faces With A Christmas Greeting.

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.

...freedom Being The Sauce Best Beloved By The Boyish Soul.

…for No Matter How Lost And Soiled And Worn-out Wandering Sons May Be, Mothers Can Forgive And Forget Every Thing As They Fold Them Into Their Fostering Arms. Happy The Son Whose Faith In His Mother Remains Unchanged, And Who, Through All His Wanderings, Has Kept Some Filial Token To Repay Her Brave And Tender Love.

Forgive And Forget

You Say Often You Wish A Library; Here I Gif You One; For Between These Two Lids (he Meant Covers) Is Many Books In One. Read Him Well, And He Will Help You Much; For The Study Of Character In This Book Will Help You To Read It In The World, And Paint It With Your Pen.

Every House Needs A Grandmother In It.

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.

Rome Took All The Vanity Out Of Me; For After Seeing The Wonders There, I Felt Too Insignificant To Live, And Gave Up All My Foolish Hopes In Despair.

Gentlemen, Be Courteous To The Old Maids, No Matter How Poor And Plain And Prim, For The Only Chivalry Worth Having Is That Which Is The Readiest To To Pay Deference To The Old, Protect The Feeble, And Serve Womankind, Regardless Of Rank, Age, Or Color.

Honesty Is The Best Policy, In Love As In Law.

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