Such hours are beautiful to live, but very hard to describe.

Wouldn't it be fun if all the castles in the air which we make could come true and we could live in them?

John Brooke is acting dreadfully, and Meg likes it!

We're twins, and so we love each other more than other people.

A real gentleman is as polite to a little girl as to a woman.

The patience and the humility of the face she loved so well was a better lesson to Jo than the wisest lecture, the sharpest reproof.

hither,hither, from thy home,airy sprite, i bid thee come! born of roses, fed on dew, charms and potions canst thow brew? bring me here, with elfin speed,the fragment philter witch i need; make it sweet and swift and stong, spirite amserw now my song hither i come, from my airy home, afar silver moon. take magic spell, and use it well. or its powers will vanish soon!