I went [to war] because I couldn't help it. I didn't want the glory or the pay; I wanted the right thing… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Well, I am happy, and I won't fret, but it does seem as if the more one gets the more one wants… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
We don't choose our talents; but we needn't hide them in a napkin because they are not just what we want. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
…because talent isn't genius, and no amount of energy can make it so. I want to be great, or nothing. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
I for one don't want to be ranked among idiots, felons, and minors any longer, for I am none of them. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
I want to be great, or nothing. I won't be a commonplace dauber, so I don't intend to try any more. — 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
Youth, health and freedom were meant to be enjoyed and I want to try every pleasure before I am too old to… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
But please hug and kiss me, everyone, and don't mind my dress, I want a great many crumples of this sort put… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Love Jo all your days, if you choose, but don't let it spoil you, for it's wicked to throw away so many… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
I want to do something splendid… Something heroic or wonderful that won’t be forgotten after I’m dead… I think I shall write… — 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
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
Money is a needful and precious thing, and when well used, a noble thing, but I never want you to think it… — 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
I'd have a stable full of Arabian steeds, rooms piled with books, and I'd write out of a magic inkstand, so that my works should be as famous as Laurie's music. I want to do something splendid before I go into my castle,-something heroic, or wonderful,-that won't be forgotten after I'm dead. I don't know what, but I'm on the… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share
People want to be amused, not preached at, you know. Morals don't sell nowadays. — 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 wide walk, bordered with palms, flowers, and tropical shrubs, is bounded on one side by the sea, on the other by the grand drive, lined with hotels and villas, while beyond lie orange orchards and the… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share
“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