A kiss for a blow is always best, though it's not very easy to give it sometimes.
Unlocking the treasuries of real home love and mutual helpfulness, which the poorest may possess, and the richest cannot buy.
These hearts of ours are curious and contrary things, and time and nature work their will in spite of us.
The love, respect, and confidence of my children was the sweetest reward I could receive for my efforts to be the woman I would have them copy.
And the most intense desire gave force to her passionate words as the girl glanced despairingly about the dreary room like a caged creature on the point of breaking loose.
The mixture of German and American spirit in them produces a constant state of effervescence.
Never get tired of trying, and never think it is impossible to conquer your fault,
He rumpled it up in the droll way he used to do, and Jo liked it rampantly erect better than flat, because
There is not much danger than real talent or goodness will be overlooked long, even if it is, the consciousness of possessing and using it well should satisfy one, and the great charm of all power is...
I want to do something splendid… something heroic or wonderful that won’t be forgotten after I’m dead. I don’t know what, but I’m on the watch for it, and mean to astonish you all someday.
I want to do something splendid...something heroic or wonderful that won't be forgotten after I'm dead. I don't know what, but I'm on the watch for it and mean to astonish you all someday.
I want to do something splendid before I go into my castle, - something heroic or wonderful, that won't be forgotten after I'm dead. I don't know what, but I'm on the watch for it, and mean to astonis...
I thought it was only a habit, easy to drop when I liked: But it is stronger than I; and sometimes I feel as if possessed of a devil that will get the better of me, try as I may
I think anxiety is very interesting, observed Amy, eating sugar pensively.
I suppose it's natural to some people to please without trying, and others to always say and do the wrong thing in the wrong place.
I had a queer time with Aunt today, and, as I got the best of it, I'll tell you about it, began Jo, who dearly loved to tell stories. I was reading that everlasting Belsham, and droning away as I alwa...
I don’t understand it. What can there be in a simple little story like that to make people praise it so? she said, quite bewildered. There is truth in it, Jo, that’s the secret.
Four little chests all in a row, Dim with dust, and worn by time, Four women, taught by weal and woe To love and labor in their prime. --Four sisters, parted for an hour, None lost, one only gone befo...
En toda vida, hay dias de lluvia, dias obscuros y dias tristes y grises
By-and-by Jo roamed away upstairs, for it was rainy, and she could not walk. A restless spirit possessed her, and the old feeling came again, not bitter as it once was, but a sorrowfully patient wonde...