Life is my college. May I graduate well and earn some honors!
Women work a good many miracles and I have a persuasion that they may preform even that of raising the standard of manhood by refusing to echo such sayings. Let the boys be boys the longer the better...
Kindness in looks and words and ways is true politeness, and any one can have it if they only try to treat other people as they like to be treated themselves.
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.
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 lon...
Was a long upper hall full
Mother's Diana-like
Life and love are very precious when both are in full bloom.
Leave him free, and the mere sense of liberty would content him, joined to the knowledge that his presence was dear to those whom he loved best.
Garret
For she had not yet learned to know how rich she was in the blessings which alone can make life happy.
Flying far out to sea, and happy all alone. Meg is the turtledove,
You think then, that it is better to have a few duties and live a little for others, do you?
You have said that a dozen times within the last three weeks. I dare say, short answers save trouble.
You can go through the world with your elbows out and your nose in the air, and call it independence, if you like. That's not my way.
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.
Yes, you do. You get everything you want out of people. I don't know how you do it, but you are a born wheedler. Thank you. Fire away.
With that brave, cheery reply, the four blue eyes turned toward the chest under the window, and the kind moon did her best to light up the tiny tree standing there. A very pitiful little tree it was—o...
Why everybody liked him was what puzzled Jo, at first. He was neither rich nor great, young nor handsome, in no respect what is called fascinating, imposing, or brilliant, and yet he was as attractive...