Work is always my salvation and I will celebrate it.

Ridicule is often harder to bear than self-denial.

...Meg learned to love her husband better for his poverty, because it seem to have made a man of him, giving him the strength and courage to fight his own way, and taught him a tender patience with which to bear and comfort the natural longings and failures of those he loved.

…often between ourselves and those nearest and dearest to us there exists a reserve which it is very hard to overcome.

Nothing seemed impossible in the beginning.

…tomorrow was her birthday, and she was thinking how fast the years went by, how old she was getting, and how little she seemed to have accomplished. Almost twenty-five and nothing to show for it.

The rooms were very still while the pages were softly turned and the winter sunshine crept in to touch the bright heads and serious faces with a Christmas greeting.