Don't shut yourself up in a band box because you are a woman, but understand what is going on, and educate yourself… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“The snores alone were quite a study, varying from the mild sniff to the stentorian snort, which startled the echoes and hoisted… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Do the things you know, and you shall learn the truth you need to know. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Jo's face was a study next day, for the secret rather weighed upon her, and she found it hard not to look… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
You say often you wish a library; here I gif you one; for between these two lids (he meant covers) is many… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“She never knew that Mr. Laurence opened his study door to hear the old-fashioned airs he liked. She never saw Laurie mount… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“Take some books and read; that’s an immense help; and books are always good company if you have the right sort.” — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“At three o'clock in the afternoon, all the fashionable world at Nice may be seen on the Promenade des Anglais—a charming place, for the… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“Please could I say one word?" was the question three times repeated before a rough head boobed out from the grotto of books in… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“She would make a man of me. She puts strength and courage into me as no one else can. She is unlike any girl… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“I read somewhere that every inch of rope used in the British Navy has a strand of red in it, so that wherever a… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“Chance words spoken in kindness often help amazingly; and that's what old people are here for -- else their experience is of little use.” — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“Tired of my own company, I suppose, now I've seen so much better.” — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Oft in the silence of the night, When the lonely moon rides high, When wintry winds are whistling, And we hear the owl's shrill… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“I'll try and be what he loves to call me, 'a little woman' and not be rough and wild, but do my duty here… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
