The patience and the humility of the face she loved so well was a better lesson to Jo than the wisest lecture,… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Young people think they never can change, but they do in the most wonderful manner, and very few die of broken hearts. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Jo had learned that hearts, like flowers, cannot be rudely handled, but must open naturally… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
…I can't help seeing that you are very lonely, and sometimes there is a hungry look in your eyes that goes to… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Head, you may think; heart, you may feel; But hand, you shall work alway! — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
So she enjoyed herself heartily, and found, what isn't always the case, that her granted wish was all she had hoped. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Laurie felt just then that his heart was entirely broken and the world a howling wilderness. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
I have nothing to give but my heart so full and these empty hands." "They're not empty now. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“Poor Meg seldom complained, but a sense of injustice made her feel bitter toward everyone sometimes, for she had not yet learned… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
They were enjoying the happy hour that seldom comes but once in any life, the magical moment which bestows youth on the… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Jo's breath gave out here, and wrapping her head in the paper, she bedewed her little story with a few natural tears,… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
You are like a chestnut burr, prickly outside, but silky-soft within, and a sweet kernel, if one can only get at it.… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
…books are always good company if you have the right sort. Let me pick out some for you.' And Mrs. Jo made… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Beth ceased to fear him from that moment, and sat there talking to him as cozily as if she had known him… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
For the wise old man was universally beloved, and ministered so beautifully to his flock that many of them thanked him all… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
She preferred imaginary heroes to real ones, because when tired of them, the former could be shut up in the tin kitchen… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“Jo’s ambition was to do something very splendid; what it was she had no idea as yet, but left it for time… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
For with eyes made clear by many tears, and a heart softened by the tenderest sorrow, she recognized the beauty of her… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
To be strong, and beautiful, and go round making music all the time. Yes, she could do that, and with a very… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
The girls gave their hearts into their mother's keeping-their souls into their father's; and to both parents, who lived and labored so… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Beth could not reason upon or explain the faith that gave her courage and patience to give up life, and cheerfully wait… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“…growing pale and sober with the thought that her fate was soon to be decided; for, like all young people, she was… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Don't laugh at the spinsters, dear girls, for often very tender, tragic romances are hidden away in the hearts that beat so… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
It takes so little to make a child happy, that it is a pity in a world full of sunshine and pleasant… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“Jo couldn’t even lose her heart in a decorous manner, but sternly tried to quench her feelings, and failing to do so,… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Back to him she would never go, but in her lonely life still lived the sweet memory of that happy time when… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“...she discovered that her feet were cold, her head ached, and that her heart was colder than the former, fuller of pain… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
To me, love isn't all. I must look up, not down, trust and honor with my whole heart, and find strenght and… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
The young people were playing that still more absorbing game in which hearts are always trumps. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
We've got minds and souls as well as hearts; ambition and talents as well as beauty and accomplishments; and we want to… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Every few weeks she would shut herself up in her room, put on her scribbling suit, and fall into a vortex, as… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
A child her wayward pencil drew On margins of her book; Garlands of flower, dancing elves, Bud, butterfly, and brook, Lessons undone,… — 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
