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

Falling In Love

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.

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

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

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

Cute Best Friend

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

I've Neither Beauty, Money, Nor Rank, Yet Every Foolish Boy Mistakes My Frank Interest For Something Warmer, And Makes Me Miserable. It Is My Misfortune. Think Of Me What You Will, But Beware Of Me In Time, For Against My Will I May Do You Harm.

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.

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.

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

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

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

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.

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.

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.

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.

...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.

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

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.

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.

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

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.

...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.

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!

Every Few Weeks She Would Shut Herself Up In Her Room, Put On Her Scribbling Suit, And Fall Into A Vortex, As She Expressed It, Writing Away At Her Novel With All Her Heart And Soul, For Till That Was Finished She Could Find No Peace.

Far Away There In The Sunshine Are My Highest Aspirations.

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.

O Vanity, Mislead No More!

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

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.

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

Nothing Remained But Loneliness And Grief.

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

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

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

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!

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

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

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

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.

Is It Not Meningitis?

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.

We Don't Choose Our Talents; But We Needn't Hide Them In A Napkin Because They Are Not Just What We Want.

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

Many Argue; Not Many Converse.

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

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

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

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.

And The Good Fairy Said, I Won't Leave You Money Or Pretty Dresses But I Will Leave You The Spirit To Seek Your Fortune From Your Own Efforts.

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.

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

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.

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

Ridicule Is Often Harder To Bear Than Self-denial.

A Child Her Wayward Pencil Drew On Margins Of Her Book; Garlands Of Flower, Dancing Elves, Bud, Butterfly, And Brook, Lessons Undone, And Plum Forgot, Seeking With Hand And Heart The Teacher Whom She Learned To Love Before She Knew T'was Art.

…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

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.

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

The Humblest Tasks Get Beautified If Loving Hands Do Them.

Strength And Beauty Must Go Hand In Hand

Strength And Beauty

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

Mac Looked Up With The Oddest Of All His Odd Expressions

Nothing Is Impossible To A Determined Woman.

Determined Woman

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)

Love Is A Beautifier.

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

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

Education Is Not Confined To Books, And The Finest Characters Often Graduate From No College, But Make Experience Their Master, And Life Their Book. [some Care] Only For The Mental Culture, And [are] In Danger Of Over-studying, Under The Delusion . . . That Learning Must Be Had At All Costs, Forgetting That Health And Real Wisdom Are Better.

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

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

Work Is Always My Salvation And I Will Celebrate It.

…men Never Forgive Like Women.

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

[she Was] Kept There In The Sort Of Embrace A Man Gives To The Dearest Creature The World Holds For Him.

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

Be Comforted, Dear Soul! There Is Always Light Behind The Clouds.

So She Doesn't Call Desertion, Poverty, And Hard Work Troubles? She's A Brave Little Girl, And I Shall Be Proud To Know Her.

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

November Is The Most Disagreeable Month In The Whole Year.

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.

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

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.

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.

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.

The Violin - That Most Human Of All Instruments.

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

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

Now And Then Genius Carries All Before It, But Not Often. We Have To Climb Slowly, With Many Slips And Falls.

…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

Be Worthy Love, And Love Will Come.

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

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 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.

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.

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

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

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

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

Fathers And Mothers Are Too Absorbed In Business And Housekeeping To Study Their Children, And Cherish That Sweet And Natural Confidence Which Is A Child's Surest Safeguard, And A Parent's Subtlest Power.

I'm Perfectly Miserable; But If You Consider Me Presentable, I Die Happy.

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

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

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

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.

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.

Such Hours Are Beautiful To Live, But Very Hard To Describe.

Women Have Been Called Queens For A Long Time, But The Kingdom Given Them Isn't Worth Ruling.

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

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

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.

People Cannot Be Molded Like Clay.

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

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

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

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

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

…i Can't Help Seeing That You Are Very Lonely, And Sometimes There Is A Hungry Look In Your Eyes That Goes To My Heart.

Conceit Spoils The Finest Genius.

It's Lovely To See People So Happy.

We're Twins, And So We Love Each Other More Than Other People.

Love Each Other

Energy Is More Attractive Than Beauty In A Man.

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

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

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

You Are Like A Chestnut Burr, Prickly Outside, But Silky-soft Within, And A Sweet Kernel, If One Can Only Get At It. Love Will Make You Show Your Heart Some Day, And Then The Rough Burr Will Fall Off.

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

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

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.

Where I Wholly Love I Wholly Trust.

Don't Laugh At The Spinsters, Dear Girls, For Often Very Tender, Tragic Romances Are Hidden Away In The Hearts That Beat So Quietly Under The Sober Gowns, And Many Silent Sacrifices Of Youth, Health, Ambition, Love Itself, Make The Faded Faces Beautiful In God's Sight. Even The Sad, Sour Sisters Should Be Kindly Dealt With, Because They Have Missed The Sweetest Part Of Life, If For No Other Reason.

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.

Wouldn't It Be Fun If All The Castles In The Air Which We Make Could Come True And We Could Live In Them?

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.

Beth Could Not Reason Upon Or Explain The Faith That Gave Her Courage And Patience To Give Up Life, And Cheerfully Wait For Death. Like A Confiding Child, She Asked No Questions, But Left Everything To God And Nature, Father And Mother Of Us All, Feeling Sure That They, And They Only, Could Teach And Strengthen Heart And Spirit For This Life And The Life To Come.

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

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

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.

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.

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.

The Dirt Is Picturesque, So I Don't Mind.

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.

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

If You Feel Your Value Lies In Being Merely Decorative, I Fear That Someday You Might Find Yourself Believing That’s All That You Really Are. Time Erodes All Such Beauty, But What It Cannot Diminish Is The Wonderful Workings Of Your Mind: Your Humor, Your Kindness, And Your Moral Courage. These Are The Things I Cherish So In You. I So Wish I Could Give My Girls A More Just World. But I Know You’ll Make It A Better Place." -- Marmee, Little Women

Jo's Face Was A Study Next Day, For The Secret Rather Weighed Upon Her, And She Found It Hard Not To Look Mysterious And Important. Meg Observed It, But Did Not Troubled Herself To Make Inquiries, For She Had Learned That The Best Way To Manage Jo Was By The Law Of Contraries, So She Felt Sure Of Being Told Everything If She Did Not Ask.

...and The Most Intense Desire Gave Force To Her Passionate Words As The Girl Glanced Despairingly About The Dreary Room Like A Caged Creature On The Point Of Breaking Loose.

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.

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

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.

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

All Is Fish That Comes To The Literary Net. Goethe Puts His Joys And Sorrows Into Poems, I Turn My Adventures Into Bread And Butter.

I'd Rather Take Coffee Than Compliments Just Now.

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

Nothing Seemed Impossible In The Beginning.

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.

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

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

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

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.

Everybody Has Their Days Of Misfortune.

To Be Strong, And Beautiful, And Go Round Making Music All The Time. Yes, She Could Do That, And With A Very Earnest Prayer Polly Asked For The Strength Of An Upright Soul, The Beauty Of A Tender Heart, The Power To Make Her Life A Sweet And Stirring Song, Helpful While It Lasted, Remembered When It Died.

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

He Who Believes Is Strong; He Who Doubts Is Weak. Strong Convictions Precede Great Actions.

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

Love Is Apt To Make Lunatics Of Even Men And Saints.

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.

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

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

Every House Needs A Grandmother In It.

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

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

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.

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

Elegance Has A Bad Effect On My Constitution.

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.

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

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.

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

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

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.

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

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.

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.

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.

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.

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?

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

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

John Brooke Is Acting Dreadfully, And Meg Likes It!

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

. . . 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.

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

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.

Woman Work A Great Many Miracles.

Our Actions Are In Our Own Hands, But The Consequences Of Them Are Not. Remember That, My Dear, And Think Twice Before You Do Anything.

Keep Good Company, Read Good Books, Love Good Things And Cultivate Soul And Body As Faithfully As You Can

Housekeeping Ain't No Joke.

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