But buds will be roses, and kittens, cats - more's the pity.
I did fail, say what you will, for Jo wouldn't love me.
I asked for bread, and I got a stone in the shape of a pedestal.
To most the end comes as naturally and simply as sleep.
[Jo to her mother] I knew there was mischief brewing. I felt it and now it's worse than I imagined. I just wish I could marry Meg myself, and keep her safe in the family.
Life is my university, and I hope to graduate from it with some distinction.