…Jo valued the letter more than the money, because it was encouraging, and after years of effort it was so pleasant to find that she had learned to do something…
…Jo vanished without a word. Rushing upstairs, she startled the invalids by exclaiming tragically as she burst into the room, 'Oh, do somebody go down quick; John Brooke is acting dreadfully, and Meg...
…Mrs. Jo sat smiling over her book as she built castles in the air, just as she used to do when a girl, only then they were for herself, and now they were for other people, which is the reason perhaps...
…a woman's always safe and comfortable when a fellow's down on his luck.
…and Aunt Jo retired, satisfied with the success of her last trap to catch a sunbeam.
…books are always good company if you have the right sort. Let me pick out some for you.' And Mrs. Jo made a bee-line to the well-laden shelves, which were the joy of her heart and the comfort of her...
…but I never shall be very wise, I'm afraid.
…courage and devotion always stir generous hearts, and win admiration…
…for action is always easier than quiet waiting.
…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...
…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...
…had an hour of silent agony that aged him more than years of happy life could have done.
…having learned that people cannot be moulded like clay…
…he stood behind her, tall and pale, like the ghost of his former self…
…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...
…in silence learned the sweet solace which affection administers to sorrow.
…it is so much better to work for others than for one's self alone.
…misfortune was much more interesting to her than good luck.
…nothing remained but loneliness and grief…
…nothing seemed impossible in the beginning…
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