We'll all grow up someday, Meg, we might as well know what we want. ~Amy March~

I went [to war] because I couldn't help it. I didn't want the glory or the pay; I wanted the right thing done.

It takes three or four women to get each man into, through, and out of the world.

There was a good deal of laughing and kissing and explaining, in the simple, loving fashion which makes these home-festivals so pleasant at the time, so sweet to remember long afterward, and then all fell to work.

I often think flowers are the angels' alphabet whereby they write on hills and fields mysterious and beautiful lessons for us to feel and learn.

All the worse for the undeniable talent which hides the evil so subtly and makes the danger so delightful.

You have a good many little gifts and virtues, but there is no need of parading them, for conceit spoils the finest genius. There is not much danger that real talent or goodness will be overlooked long, and the great charm of all power is modesty.