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.
Louisa May Alcott...and best of all, the wilderness of books, in which she could wander, where she liked, made the library a region of bliss to her.
Louisa May AlcottI think this power of living in our children is one of the sweetest things in the world.
Louisa May Alcott