Oh, Jo, how could you? Your one beauty.
Jo had learned that hearts, like flowers, cannot be rudely handled, but must open naturally.
I keep turning over new leaves, and spoiling them, as I used to spoil my copybooks; and I make so many beginnings there never will be an end. (Jo March)
Nothing is impossible to a determined woman.
Oh dear, life is pretty tough sometimes, isn't it?
Ridicule is often harder to bear than self-denial.