I asked for bread, and I got a stone in the shape of a pedestal.
โฆon some occasions, women, like dreams, go by contraries.
I for one don't want to be ranked among idiots, felons, and minors any longer, for I am none of them.
Love is a great beautifier.
There is very little real liberty in the world; even those who seem freest are often the most tightly bound. Law, custom, public opinion, fear or shame make slaves of us all, as you will find when you try your experiment.
We'll all grow up someday, Meg, we might as well know what we want. ~Amy March~