Self-pity in its early stages is as snug as a feather mattress. Only when it hardens does it become uncomfortable.

...the love, respect, and confidence of my children was the sweetest reward I could receive for my efforts to be the woman I would have them copy.

It is never too early to try and plant [good principles] in a child, and never too late to cultivate them in the most neglected person.

Marmee: Oh, Jo. Jo, you have so many extraordinary gifts; how can you expect to lead an ordinary life? You’re ready to go out and – and find a good use for your talent. Tho’ I don’t know what I shall do without my Jo. Go, and embrace your liberty. And see what wonderful things come of it.

It is my opinion that this day will never come to an end," said Prince, with a yawn that nearly rent him assunder.

Money is the root of all evil, and yet it is such a useful root that we cannot get on without it any more than we can without potatoes.

Back to him she would never go, but in her lonely life still lived the sweet memory of that happy time when she believed in him and he was all in all to her.