I'm tired of praise; and love is very sweet, when it is simple and sincere like this. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
…in silence learned the sweet solace which affection administers to sorrow. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Have your fun, my dear; but if you must earn your bread, try to make it sweet with cheerfulness, not bitter with… — 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
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
Fathers and mothers are too absorbed in business and housekeeping to study their children, and cherish that sweet and natural confidence which… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Love is a flower that grows in any soil, works its sweet miracles undaunted by autumn frost or winter snow, blooming fair… — 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
There was a good deal of laughing and kissing and explaining, in the simple, loving fashion which makes these home-festivals so pleasant… — 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
One of the sweet things about pain and sorrow is that they show us how well we are loved, how much kindness… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“I was never like the rest of you, making plans about the great things I'd do, I never saw myself as anything… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
There are many Beths in the world, shy and quiet, sitting in corners till needed, and living for others so cheerfully that… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
hither,hither, from thy home,airy sprite, i bid thee come! born of roses, fed on dew, charms and potions canst thow brew? bring… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Wealth is certainly a most desirable thing, but poverty has its sunny side, and one of the sweet uses of adversity is… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
When Emerson's library was burning at Concord, I went to him as he stood with the firelight on his strong, sweet face,… — 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
