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.
It takes so little to make a child happy, that it is a pity in a world full of sunshine and pleasant things, that there should be any wistful faces, empty hands, or lonely little hearts.
Love is the only thing that we can carry with us when we go and it makes the end so easy.
Friedrich, why didn't you...Ah, heaven, she gifs me the name that no one speaks since Minna died! cried the Professor, pausing in a puddle to regard her with grateful delight.I always call you so to m...
…no person, no matter how vivid an imagination he may have, can invent anything half so droll as the freaks and fancies that originate in the lively brains of little people.
Let my name stand among those who are willing to bear ridicule and reproach for the truth's sake, and so earn some right to rejoice when the victory is won.
The girls put their wits to work, and - necessity being the mother of invention - made whatever they needed.
It’s genius simmering, perhaps. I’ll let it simmer, and see what comes of it, he said, with a secret suspicion all the while that it wasn’t genius, but something far more common. Whatever it was, it s...
Because they are mean is no reason why I should be. I hate such things, and though I think I've a right to be hurt, I don't intend to show it. (Amy March)
The humblest tasks get beautified if loving hands do them.
The girls flew about, trying to make things comfortable, each in her own way. Meg arranged the tea table, Jo brought wood and set chairs, dropping, over-turning, and clattering everything she touched....
Have regular hours for work and play, make each day both useful and pleasant, and prove that you understand the worth of time by employing it well.
Love covers a multitude of sins…
Mother Atkinson thought that every one should have a trade, or something to make a living out of , for rich people may grow poor, you know, and poor people have to work.... so when I saw how happy and...
…she rejoiced as only mothers can in the good fortunes of their children.
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...
…wisely mingled poetry and prose.
…possessed of that indescribable charm called grace.
The first of June! The Kings are off to the seashore tomorrow, and I'm free. Three months' vacation—how I shall enjoy it! exclaimed Meg, coming home one warm day to find Jo laid upon the sofa in an un...
Don't try to make me grow up before my time...