Her beauty satisfied [his] artistic eye, her peculiarities piqued his curiosity, her vivacity lightened his ennui, and her character interested him by the unconscious hints it gave of power, pride and passion. So entirely natural and unconventional was she that he soon found himself on a familiar footing, asking all manner of unusual questions, and receiving rather piquant replies.

Where the heart is the mind works best.

I can't get over my disappointment in not being a boy.

Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations.

Men are always ready to die for us, but not to make our lives worth having. Cheap sentiment and bad logic.

But many of the bravest never are known, and get no praise. That does not lessen their beauty.

November is the most disagreeable month in the whole year," said Margaret, standing at the window one dull afternoon, looking out at the frostbitten garden. "That's the reason I was born in it," observed Jo pensively, quite unconscious of the blot on her nose.