Mothers can forgive anything! Tell me all, and be sure that I will never let you go, though the whole world should turn from you.
But a time came when her patience gave out; and wearying of being a lion, she became a bear in nature as in name, and returning to her den, growled awfully when ordered out.
Better lose your life than your soul…
Be worthy love, and love will come.
We all have our own life to pursue, our own kind of dream to be weaving, and we all have the power to make wishes come true, as long as we keep believing.
My little girl, I would face a dozen storms far worse than this to keep your soul as stainless as snow; for it is the small temptations which undermine integrity, unless we watch and pray, and never t...
It takes so little to make a child happy, it is a pity grown people do not oftener remember it and scatter little bits of pleasure before the small people,
I only mean to say that I have a feeling that it never was intended I should live long. I'm not like the rest of you.
I never wanted to go away, and the hard part now is the leaving you all. I'm not afraid, but it seems as if I should be homesick for you even in heaven.
I like good strong words that mean something…
Father and Mother, and each other, said Beth contentedly from her corner.
Chance words spoken in kindness often help amazingly; and that's what old people are here for -- else their experience is of little use.
And mother-like, Mrs. Jo forgot the threatened chastisement in tender lamentations over the happy scapegrace…
…often between ourselves and those nearest and dearest to us there exists a reserve which it is very hard to overcome.
…I can't help seeing that you are very lonely, and sometimes there is a hungry look in your eyes that goes to my heart.
You are contented to be petted and admired by silly people, instead of being loved and respected by wise ones.
Young people think they never can change, but they do in the most wonderful manner, and very few die of broken hearts.
The sincere wish to be good is half the battle.
That was all I wanted! whispered Polly, in a tone which caused him to feel that the race of angels was not entirely extinct.
Men are always ready to die for us, but not to make our lives worth having. Cheap sentiment and bad logic.