But he did, oh, bless you, yes, hundreds of times, and so did Meg, both declaring that it was the sweetest jelly they ever made; for family peace was preserved in that little family jar.
I am lonely, sometimes, but I dare say it's good for me…
In her secret soul, however, she decided that politics were as bad as mathematics, and that the mission of politicians seemed to be calling each other names…
Right Jo better be happy old maids than unhappy wives or unmaidenly girls running about to find husbands.
You are like a chestnut burr, prickly outside, but silky-soft within, and a sweet kernel, if one can only get at it. Love will make you show your heart some day, and then the rough burr will fall off.
But please hug and kiss me, everyone, and don't mind my dress, I want a great many crumples of this sort put into it today.
I could have been a great many things.
It was forunate that tea was at hand, to produce a lull and provide refreshment...
She preferred imaginary heroes to real ones, because when tired of them, the former could be shut up in the tin kitchen till called for, and the latter were less manageable.
You are the gull, Jo, strong and wild, fond of the storm and the wind, flying far out to sea, and happy all alone.
But, like all happiness, it did not last long…
I don't pretend to be wise, but I am observing, and I see a great deal more than you'd imagine. I'm interested in other people's experiences and inconsistencies, and, though I can't explain, I remember and use them for my own benefit.
I've got the key to my castle in the air, but whether I can unlock the door remains to be seen.
Six weeks is a long time to wait, and a still longer time for a girl to keep a secret…
You don't need scores of suitors. You need only one… if he's the right one.
Conceit spoils the finest genius.
I don't think secrets agree with me, I feel rumpled up in mind since you told me that…
Jo had learned that hearts, like flowers, cannot be rudely handled, but must open naturally…
So she enjoyed herself heartily, and found, what isn't always the case, that her granted wish was all she had hoped.
You have grown abominably lazy, and you like gossip, and waste time on frivolous things, you are contented to be petted and admired by silly people, instead of being loved and respected by wise ones.
Dear me! how happy and good we'd be, if we had no worries!
I like good strong words that mean something…
Jo's ambition was to do something very splendid; what it was she had no idea, as yet, but left it for time to tell her…
Some people seemed to get all sunshine, and some all shadow…
You may try your experiment for a week and see how you like it. I think by Saturday night you will find that all play and no work is as bad as all work and no play
Dear me! If only men and women would trust, understand and help as my children do, what a capital place `the world would be!
I only mean to say that I have a feeling that it never was intended I should live long. I'm not like the rest of you.
Jo's breath gave out here, and wrapping her head in the paper, she bedewed her little story with a few natural tears, for to be independent and earn the praise of those she loved were the dearest wishes of her heart, and this seemed to be the first step toward that happy end.
The clocks were striking midnight and the rooms were very still as a figure glided quietly from bed to bed, smoothing a coverlid here, settling a pillow there, and pausing to look long and tenderly at each unconscious face, to kiss each with lips that mutely blessed, and to pray the fervent prayers which only mothers utter.
Don't laugh at the spinsters, dear girls, for often very tender, tragic romances are hidden away in the hearts that beat so quietly under the sober gowns, and many silent sacrifices of youth, health, ambition, love itself, make the faded faces beautiful in God's sight. Even the sad, sour sisters should be kindly dealt with, because they have missed the sweetest part of life, if for no other reason.
I should have been a great many things, Mr Mayor
Jo's eyes sparkled, for it's always pleasant to be believed in; and a friend's praise is always sweeter than a dozen newspaper puffs.
The dirt is picturesque, so I don't mind.
Don't try to make me grow up before my time…
I think she is growing up, and so begins to dream dreams, and have hopes and fears and fidgets, without knowing why or being able to explain them.
Jo's face was a study next day, for the secret rather weighed upon her, and she found it hard not to look mysterious and important. Meg observed it, but did not troubled herself to make inquiries, for she had learned that the best way to manage Jo was by the law of contraries, so she felt sure of being told everything if she did not ask.
Watch and pray, dear, never get tired of trying, and never think it is impossible to conquer your fault.
During the fifteen minutes that followed, the proud and sensitive girl suffered a shame and pain which she never forgot. To others it might seem a ludicrous or trivial affair, but to her it was a hard experience, for during the twelve years of her life she had been governed by love alone
I want to do something splendid...something heroic or wonderful that won't be forgotten after I'm dead. I don't know what, but I'm on the watch for it and mean to astonish you all someday.
Laurie felt just then that his heart was entirely broken and the world a howling wilderness.
We each are young, we each have a heart, Oh, why should we thus stand coldly apart
Every few weeks she would shut herself up in her room, put on her scribbling suit, and fall into a vortex, as she expressed it, writing way at her novel with all her heart and soul, for till that was finished she could find no peace.
I wish I had no heart, it aches so…
Let us be elegant or die! --Amy
We'll all grow up Meg, no pretending we won't.
For in that sad yet happy hour, she had learned not only the bitterness of remorse and despair, but the sweetness of self-denial and self-control, and led by her mother's hand, she had drawn nearer to the Friend who always welcomes every child with a love stronger than that of any father, tenderer than that of any mother.
I'd rather take coffee than compliments just now.
Love covers a multitude of sins…
Well, I am happy, and I won't fret, but it does seem as if the more one gets the more one wants…
A quick temper, sharp tongue, and restless spirit were always getting her into scrapes, and her life was a series of ups and downs, which were both comic and pathetic.
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