“…men never forgive like women.”

“So she enjoyed herself heartily, and found, what isn't always the case, that her granted wish was all she had hoped.”

“Prosperity suits some people, and they blossom best in a glow of sunshine; others need the shade, and are the sweeter for a touch of frost.”

“Oh dear, life is pretty tough sometimes, isn't it?”

“…it is so much better to work for others than for one's self alone.”

“I'm tired of praise; and love is very sweet, when it is simple and sincere like this.”

“Dan clung to her in speechless gratitude, feeling the blessedness of mother love, — that divine gift which comforts, purifies, and strengthens all who seek it.”

“Dan clung to her in speechless gratitude, feeling the blessedness of mother love, — that divine gift which comforts, purifies, and strengthens all who seek it.”

“…misfortune was much more interesting to her than good luck.”

“That was all I wanted!" whispered Polly, in a tone which caused him to feel that the race of angels was not entirely extinct.”

“…nothing remained but loneliness and grief…”

“…nothing seemed impossible in the beginning…”

“Women work a good many miracles…”

“Women work a good many miracles…”

“Women work a good many miracles…”

“…that's what old people are here for, — else their experience is of little use.”

“…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 likes it!”

“…courage and devotion always stir generous hearts, and win admiration…”

“…trying to extinguish the brilliant hopes that blazed up a word of encouragement.”

“…trying to extinguish the brilliant hopes that blazed up a word of encouragement.”

“…for action is always easier than quiet waiting.”

“…I wanted to show that the mother was the heroine as soon as possible. I'm tired of love-sick girls and runaway wives. We'll prove that there's romance in old women also.”

“…she never had what she wanted till she had given up hoping for,' said Mrs. Meg.”

“If all literary women had such thoughtful angels for husbands, they would live longer and write more. Perhaps that wouldn't be such a blessing to the world though, as most of us write too much now,' said Mrs. Jo…”

“…I'm always ready to talk, shouldn't be a woman if I were not,' laughed Mrs. Jo…”

“Love should not make us blind to faults, nor familiarity make us too ready to blame the shortcomings we see.”

“Love should not make us blind to faults, nor familiarity make us too ready to blame the shortcomings we see.”

“The story of his downfall is soon told; for it came, as so often happens, just when he felt unusually full of high hopes, good resolutions, and dreams of a better life.”

“Tired of my own company, I suppose, now I've seen so much better.”

“…but mortal man was helpless there…”

“Mrs. Jo did not mean the measles, but that more serious malady called love, which is apt to ravage communities, spring and autumn, when winter gayety and summer idleness produce whole bouquets of engagements, and set young people to pairing off like the birds.”

"Thirst is harder to bear than hunger, heat, or cold.”

“And mother-like, Mrs. Jo forgot the threatened chastisement in tender lamentations over the happy scapegrace…”

“Perhaps it would have been better if he had killed me; my life is spoilt.”

“…for it is a very solemn thing to be arrested in the midst of busy life by the possibility of the great change.”

“…he stood behind her, tall and pale, like the ghost of his former self…”

“In her secret soul, however, she decided that politics were as bad as mathematics, and that the mission of politicians seemed to be calling each other names…”

“I think this power of living in our children is one of the sweetest things in the world…”

“…wisely mingled poetry and prose.”

“…in silence learned the sweet solace which affection administers to sorrow.”

“We live in a beautiful and wonderful world, Demi, and the more you now about it the wiser and the better you will be.”

“…to the inspiration of necessity, we owe half the wise, beautiful, and useful blessings of the world.”

“Boys don't gush, so I can stand it. The last time I let in a party of girls, one fell into my arms and said, "Darling, love me!" I wanted to shake her,' answered Mrs. Jo, wiping her pen with energy.”

“…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.”

“If every one agreed, we should never get on.”

“…notoriety is not real glory.”

“…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…”

“…the child's heart bled when it was broken.”

“…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 charming state of society in which people lived as happily and innocently as her flock at Plumfield.”

“…the day had been both unprofitable and unsatisfactory, and he was wishing he could live it over again.”