I often think flowers are the angels' alphabet whereby they write on hills and fields mysterious and beautiful lessons for us to feel and learn.
Louisa May AlcottHave your fun, my dear; but if you must earn your bread, try to make it sweet with cheerfulness, not bitter with the daily regret that it isn't cake.
Louisa May AlcottBut please hug and kiss me, everyone, and don't mind my dress, I want a great many crumples of this sort put into it today.
Louisa May Alcott