Because they are mean is no reason why I should be. I hate such things, and though I think I've a right to be hurt, I don't intend to show it. (Amy March)

Jo's eyes sparkled, for it's always pleasant to be believed in; and a friend's praise is always sweeter than a dozen newspaper puffs.

He was the first, the only love her life, and in a nature like hers such passions take deep root and die-hard.

The female population exceeds the male, you know, especially in New England, which accounts for the high state of culture we are in, perhaps.

Oh, Jo, how could you? Your one beauty.

Be comforted, dear soul! There is always light behind the clouds.

...and clung more closely to the dear human love, from which our Father never means us to be weaned, but through which He draws us closer to Himself.