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
...Meg learned to love her husband better for his poverty, because it seem to have made a man of him, giving him… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
I’m not like the rest of you; I never made any plans about what I’d do when I grew up; I never… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
The thought that, insignificant as she was, she yet might do some good, made her very careful of her acts and words,… — 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
The fear of being an old maid made young girls rush into matrimony with a recklessness that astonishes. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
...and best of all, the wilderness of books, in which she could wander, where she liked, made the library a region of… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
The scar will remain, but it is better for a man to lose both arms than his soul; and these hard years,… — 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
