politics were as bad as mathematics, and that the mission of politicians seemed to be calling each other names

Dear me! how happy and good we'd be, if we had no worries!

The patience and the humility of the face she loved so well was a better lesson to Jo than the wisest lecture, the sharpest reproof.

Mothers can forgive anything! Tell me all, and be sure that I will never let you go, though the whole world should turn from you.

...and clung more closely to the dear human love, from which our Father never means us to be weaned, but through which He draws us closer to Himself.

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

... because I have fallen in love with so many pretty girls and never once the least bit with any man.