So she doesn't call desertion, poverty, and hard work troubles? She's a brave little girl, and I shall be proud to know her.
Wild roses are fairest, and nature a better gardener than art.
Self-pity in its early stages is as snug as a feather mattress. Only when it hardens does it become uncomfortable.
Oh, Jo, how could you? Your one beauty.
My father taught in the wise way which unfolds what lies in the child
The violin - that most human of all instruments.