Jo began to dance a jig,...Amy nearly fell out of the window in her surprise, and Meg exclaimed, with uplifted hands, 'Well I do believe the world is coming to an end!

There are many Beths in the world, shy and quiet, sitting in corners till needed, and living for others so cheerfully that no one sees the sacrifices till the little cricket on the hearth stops chirping, and the sweet, sunshiny presence vanishes, leaving silence and shadow behind.

I love my liberty too well to be in a hurry to give it up for any mortal man.

But many of the bravest never are known, and get no praise. That does not lessen their beauty.

People don't have fortunes left them in that style nowadays; men have to work and women to marry for money. It's a dreadfully unjust world.

John Brooke is acting dreadfully, and Meg likes it!

...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.