…that's what old people are here for, — else their experience is of little use. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
People want to be amused, not preached at, you know. Morals don't sell nowadays. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
…what splendid dreams young people build upon a word, and how bitter is the pain when the bright bubbles burst. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
The small hopes and plans and pleasures of children should be tenderly respected by grown-up people, and never rudely thwarted or ridiculed. — 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
My book came out; and people began to think that topsy-turvy Louisa would amount to something after all. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Prosperity suits some people, and they blossom best in a glow of sunshine; others need the shade, and are the sweeter for… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
I never knew how much like heaven this world could be, when two people love and live for one another! — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
... swept into the giddy vortex which keeps so many young people revolving aimlessly, till they go down or are cast upon… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“Simple, sincere people seldom speak much of their piety; it shows itself in acts rather than in words, and has more influence… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
In the books I read the sinners are always more interesting than the saints, and in real life good people are dismally… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“Each of you told what your burden was just now, except Beth. I rather think she hasn't got any," said her mother.… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
In the midst of her tears came the thought, "When people are in danger, they ask God to save them;" and, slipping… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
And when they went away, leaving comfort behind, I think there were not in all the city four merrier people than the… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
If people really want to go, and really try all their lives, I think they will get in; for I don't believe… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Mrs. Jo did not mean the measles, but that more serious malady called love, which is apt to ravage communities, spring and… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
You have grown abominably lazy, and you like gossip, and waste time on frivolous things, you are contented to be petted and… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
I mean that it is more natural for me to be wicked than virtuous, when I do a bad act, and I've… — 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
People don't have fortunes left them in that style nowadays; men have to work and women to marry for money. It's a… — 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
