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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.

-Louisa May Alcott

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You Have Grown Abominably

Louisa May Alcott

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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.

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Where The Heart Is The Mind Works Best.

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

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

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I Have Nothing To Give But My Heart So Full And These Empty Hands." "they're Not Empty Now.

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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.

Strength And Beauty Must Go Hand In Hand

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

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.

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

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

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

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

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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!

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.

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.

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

Money Is The Root Of All Evil, And Yet It Is Such A Useful Root That We Cannot Get On Without It Any More Than We Can Without Potatoes.

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

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

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.

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

Nothing Seemed Impossible In The Beginning.

November Is The Most Disagreeable Month In The Whole Year.

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

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

Love Is The Only Thing That We Can Carry With Us When We Go, And It Makes The End So Easy.

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

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

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.

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

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

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.

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

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

I Hate Ordinary People!

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

I'm Afraid I Couldn't Like Him Without A Spice Of Human Naughtiness.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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

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