…in silence learned the sweet solace which affection administers to sorrow.

Where the heart is the mind works best.

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

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.

Fame is a pearl many dive for and only a few bring up. Even when they do, it is not perfect, and they sigh for more, and lose better things in struggling for them.

Now we are expected to be as wise as men who have had generations of all the help there is, and we scarcely anything.

Love is a flower that grows in any soil, works its sweet miracles undaunted by autumn frost or winter snow, blooming fair and fragrant all the year, and blessing those who give and those who receive.