The dirt is picturesque, so I don't mind.

If I didn't care about doing right and didn't feel uncomfortable doing wrong, I should get on capitally.

Jo had learned that hearts, like flowers, cannot be rudely handled, but must open naturally.

Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents," grumbled Jo, lying on the rug. "It's so dreadful to be poor!" sighed Meg, looking down at her old dress. "I don't think it's fair for some girls to have plenty of pretty things, and other girls nothing at all," added little Amy, with an injured sniff. "We've got Father and Mother, and each other," said Beth contentedly from her corner.

…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.

Keep good company, read good books, love good things and cultivate soul and body as faithfully as you can

We don't choose our talents; but we needn't hide them in a napkin because they are not just what we want.