Oh, that is the surprise. It's so lovely, I pity you because you don't know it…
Jo's ambition was to do something very splendid; what it was she had no idea, as yet, but left it for time to tell her…
It is a merciful provision my dears, for it takes three or four women to get each man into, through, and out of the world. You are costly creatures, boys, and it is well that mothers, sisters, wives,...
By the time the lecture ended and the audience awoke, she had built up a splendid fortune for herself (not the first founded on paper)…
…she never had what she wanted till she had given up hoping for,' said Mrs. Meg.
…for no matter how lost and soiled and worn-out wandering sons may be, mothers can forgive and forget every thing as they fold them into their fostering arms. Happy the son whose faith in his mother r...
We don't choose our talents, but we needn't hide them in a napkin because they are not just what we want.
Love should not make us blind to faults, nor familiarity make us too ready to blame the shortcomings we see.
…to the inspiration of necessity, we owe half the wise, beautiful, and useful blessings of the world.
…the little girls wore a grave, troubled expression, as if sorrow was a new experience to them.
I can get on with wild beasts first-rate; but men rile me awfully…
Perhaps it would have been better if he had killed me; my life is spoilt.
Oh dear, life is pretty tough sometimes, isn't it?
Never mind. Little girls shouldn't ask questions,' returned Jo sharply.Now if there is anything mortifying to our feelings when we are young, it is to be told that; and to be bidden to 'run away, dear...
Dear me! how happy and good we'd be, if we had no worries!
…having learned that people cannot be moulded like clay…
…growing pale and sober with the thought that her fate was soon to be decided; for, like all young people, she was sure that her whole life could be settled by one human creature, quite forgetting how...
It's very singular how hard it is to manage your mind,' said Demi, clasping his hands round his knees, and looking up at the sky as if for information upon his favorite topic.
I want my daughters to be beautiful, accomplished, and good. To be admired, loved, and respected. To have a happy youth, to be well and wisely married, and to lead useful, pleasant lives, with as litt...
…if men and women would only trust, understand, and help one another as my children do, what a capital place the world would be!' and Mrs. Jo's eyes grew absent, as if she was looking at a new and cha...