“I wish wearing flat-irons on our heads would keep us from growing up. But buds will be roses, and kittens, cats, -… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
When Jo's conservative sister Meg says she must turn up her hair now that she is a "young lady," Jo shouts, "I'm… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
I think she is growing up, and so begins to dream dreams, and have hopes and fears and fidgets, without knowing why… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“Up in the garret, where Jo's unquiet wanderings ended, stood four little wooden chests in a row, each marked with its owner's… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
We'll all grow up someday, Meg, we might as well know what we want. ~Amy March~ — 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
