We each are young, we each have a heart, Oh, why should we thus stand coldly apart
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
To be loved and chosen by a good man is the best and sweetest thing which can happen to a woman, and I sincerely hope my girls may know this beautiful experience.
Think only of the past as its remembrance gives you pleasure.
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 yo...
She laughed at herself for this fancy at first; but not possessing the sweet unconsciousness of those heroines who can live through three volumes with a burning passion before their eyes, and never se...
Presently, out from the wrappings came a teapot, which caused her to clasp her hands with delight, for it was made in the likeness of a plump little Chinaman ... Two pretty cups with covers, and a fin...
Pilgrims
November is the most disagreeable month in the whole ear,' said Margaret, standing at the window one dull afternoon, looking out at the frostbitten garden.'That's the reason I was born in it,' observe...
My dear, don't let the sun go down upon your anger - forgive each other, help each other and begin again tomorrow.
Mothers have need of sharp eyes and discreet tongueswhen they have girls to manage
Many men can be what the world calls great: very few men are what God calls good.
Lounging and larking doesn't pay, observed Jo, shaking her head. I'm tired of it and mean to go to work at something right off.
Laurie, you're an angel! How shall I ever thank you?Fly at me again. I rather liked it, said Laurie, lookingmischievous, a thing he had not done for a fortnight.
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 is one of her aristocratic tastes, and quite proper, for a real lady is always known by neat boots, gloves, and handkerchief.
It is necessary to do right; it is not necessary to be happy.
Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and sad and dreary.
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.