Don't try to make me grow up before my time.

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.

Six weeks is a long time to wait, and a still longer time for a girl to keep a secret.

My only answer is, if my grave stood open on one side and you upon the other I'd go into my grave before I would take one step to meet you.

…men never forgive like women.

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.

…because talent isn't genius, and no amount of energy can make it so. I want to be great, or nothing.