I will make a battering-ram of my head and make my way through this rough and tumble world.

The scar will remain, but it is better for a man to lose both arms than his soul; and these hard years, instead of being lost, may be made the most precious of your lives, if they teach you to rule yourselves.

November is the most disagreeable month in the whole year," said Margaret, standing at the window one dull afternoon, looking out at the frostbitten garden. "That's the reason I was born in it," observed Jo pensively, quite unconscious of the blot on her nose.

We'll all grow up someday, Meg, we might as well know what we want. ~Amy March~

I keep turning over new leaves, and spoiling them, as I used to spoil my copybooks; and I make so many beginnings there never will be an end. (Jo March)

I only mean to say that I have a feeling that it never was intended I should live long. I'm not like the rest of you.

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