Where's the use of looking nice, when no one sees me but those cross midgets, and no one cares whether I'm pretty or not?

...and Jo laid the rustling sheets together with a careful hand, as one might shut the covers of a lovely romance, which holds the reader fast till the end comes, and he finds himself alone in the work-a-day world again.

We can't any of us do all we would like, but we can do our best for every case that comes to us, and that helps amazingly.

…she was one of those happily created beings who please without effort, make friends everywhere, and take life so gracefully and easily that less fortunate souls are tempted to believe that such are born under a lucky star.

Girls could do most things as well as boys, and some things better.

Work is and always has been my salvation and I thank the Lord for it.

A real gentleman is as polite to a little girl as to a woman.