I do like men who come out frankly and own that they are not gods.

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.

I for one don't want to be ranked among idiots, felons, and minors any longer, for I am none of them.

He was the first, the only love her life, and in a nature like hers such passions take deep root and die-hard.

Dear me, if men and women would only trust, understand, and help one another as my children do, what a capital place the world would be!

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.

Preserve your memories, keep them well, what you forget you can never retell.