When Emerson's library was burning at Concord, I went to him as he stood with the firelight on his strong, sweet face, and endeavored to express my sympathy for the loss of his most valued possessions, but he answered cheerily, 'Never mind, Louisa, see what a beautiful blaze they make! We will enjoy that now.' The lesson was one never forgotten and in the varied lessons that have come to me I have learned to look for something beautiful and bright.
Louisa May AlcottHe was the first, the only love her life, and in a nature like hers such passions take deep root and die-hard.
Louisa May AlcottNow and then, in this workaday world, things do happen in the delightful storybook fashion, and what a comfort that is.
Louisa May Alcott