Smile upon him far, far from foemen's power. And Mohammed, thinking to look upon a dying slave, shall
Play. A wonderful picture of home life, only we don't have such homes, said a big, prosperous-looking man to his wife, with a touch of regret in his voice. Yes, agreed his young daughter, a tall, slen...
Hither,hither, from thy home,airy sprite, i bid thee come! born of roses, fed on dew, charms and potions canst thow brew? bring me here, with elfin speed,the fragment philter witch i need; make it swe...
Beautifully gratified, said Mrs. Bhaer, taking Teddy's
About her in a long conversation with Professor Stumph, the learned geologist. Rose did not care, for one dance proved to her that that branch of Mac's education had been sadly neglected, and she was...
[It may be true that] men never know a pretty thing when they see it. [But men do] know a lady when they see one.
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.
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. He helped and comforted me, and...
You think so now, but there'll come a time when you will care for somebody, and you'll love him tremendously, and live and die for him. I know you will, it's your way, and I shall have to stand by and...
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 bo...
You love him still and struggle against your love, feeling that it will undo you. He knows this and he will tempt you by every lure he can devise, every deceit he can employ. Sorrow and sin will surel...
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.
You don't have half such a hard time as I do, said Jo. How would you like to be shut up for hours with a nervous, fussy old lady, who keeps you trotting, is never satisfied, and worries you till you'r...
Woman work a great many miracles.
Wild roses are fairest, and nature a better gardener than art.
What right have I to more gay gowns, when some poor babies have none; or to spend time making myself fine, while there is so much bitter want in the world?
What in the world are you going to do now, Jo? asked Meg one snowy afternoon,
What a strange yet pleasant day that was. So brilliant and gay without, for all the world
We’ll never draw that curtain any more, and I give you leave to look as much as you like. I just wish, though, instead of peeping, you’d come over and see us.
We'll all grow up Meg, no pretending we won't.