…because talent isn't genius, and no amount of energy can make it so. I want to be great, or nothing.

It's a great comfort to have an artistic sister.

I'm tired of praise; and love is very sweet, when it is simple and sincere like this.

Jo's face was a study next day, for the secret rather weighed upon her, and she found it hard not to look mysterious and important. Meg observed it, but did not troubled herself to make inquiries, for she had learned that the best way to manage Jo was by the law of contraries, so she felt sure of being told everything if she did not ask.

Watch and pray, dear, never get tired of trying, and never think it is impossible to conquer your fault.

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!

Dear me! how happy and good we'd be, if we had no worries!