It takes two flints to make a fire.

Six weeks is a long time to wait, and a still longer time for a girl to keep a secret.

And when they went away, leaving comfort behind, I think there were not in all the city four merrier people than the hungry little girls who gave away their breakfasts and contented themselves with bread and milk on Christmas morning.

You don’t need scores of suitors. You need only one… if he’s the right one.

I think this power of living in our children is one of the sweetest things in the world.

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.

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