Louisa May Alcott Quotes

... It's selfish of you to keep teasing for what I can't give. I shall always be fond of you, very fond indeed, as a friend, but I'll never marry you, and the sooner you believe it the better for both of us.

...and I make so many beginnings there never will be an end.

"Do you consider shoes unhealthy?" he asked, surveying the socks with respectful interest

But young as she was, Jo had learned that hearts, like flowers, cannot be rudely handled, but must open naturally, so though she believed she knew the cause of Beth’s new pain, she only said, in her tenderest tone, “Does anything trouble you, deary?

...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.

I've had a lot of troubles, so I write jolly tales.

"Boys don't gush, so I can stand it. The last time I let in a party of girls, one fell into my arms and said, "Darling, love me!" I wanted to shake her,' answered Mrs. Jo, wiping her pen with energy."

I like to help women help themselves, as that is, in my opinion, the best way to settle the woman question. Whatever we can do and do well we have a right to, and I don't think any one will deny us.

If I didn't care about doing right and didn't feel uncomfortable doing wrong, I should get on capitally.

A quick temper, sharp tongue, and restless spirit were always getting her into scrapes, and her life was a series of ups and downs, which were both comic and pathetic.

She is too fond of books, and it has turned her brain

Just because my dreams are different than yours doesn't mean their unimportant

I for one don't want to be ranked among idiots, felons, and minors any longer, for I am none of them.

Love and Loyalty

If ever men and women are their simplest, sincerest selves, it is when suffering softens the one, and sympathy strengthens the other.

Every few weeks she would shut herself up in her room, put on her scribbling suit, and fall into a vortex, as she expressed it, writing away at her novel with all her heart and soul, for till that was finished she could find no peace.