All the worse for the undeniable talent which hides the evil so subtly and makes the danger so delightful.
Louisa May AlcottAll is fish that comes to the literary net. Goethe puts his joys and sorrows into poems, I turn my adventures into bread and butter.
Louisa May AlcottMoney is the root of all evil, and yet it is such a useful root that we cannot get on without it any more than we can without potatoes.
Louisa May Alcott