I’m glad of it, that’s one of your foolish extravagances, sending flowers and things to girls for whom you don’t care two pins, continued Jo reprovingly. Sensible girls for whom I do care whole papers...
It’s bad enough to love someone who don’t love you, but to have them told of it is perfectly awful. It makes me wild just to think of it. Ah, Fan, I’m getting so ill tempered and envious and wicked, I...
In spite of her small vanities, Margaret had a sweet and pious nature, which unconsciously influenced her sisters, especially Jo, who loved her very tenderly, and obeyed her because her advice was so...
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.
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...
I know I do—teaching those tiresome children nearly all day, when I'm longing to enjoy myself at home, began Meg, in the complaining tone again.
I have nothing to give but my heart so full and these empty hands.They're not empty now.
I don't see why God made any night; day is so much pleasanter…
I agree not to expect anything from Mother or you, but I do want to buy Undine and Sintran for myself. I've wanted it so long, said Jo, who was a bookworm.
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.
Genius. Don't you wish you could give it to me, Laurie? And she slyly smiled in his disappointed face.
Finish it if you choose only remember, my girl, that one may read at forty what is unsafe at twenty, and that we never can be too careful what food we give that precious yet perilous thing called imag...
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.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN SECRETS Jo
But, Polly, a principle that can't bear being laughed at, frowned on, and cold-shouldered, isn't worthy of the name.
Better destroy the body than the soul.' ~Rosamond
Better be happy old maids than unhappy wives, or unmaidenly girls, running about to find husbands. ~ Mr.s March
As she said, she was 'fond of luxury', and her chief trouble was poverty.
Love is the only thing we can carry with us when we go and it makes the end so easy.
Debate is masculine conversation is feminine.