But young as she was, Jo had learned that hearts, like flowers, cannot be rudely handled, but must open naturally, - Louisa May Alcott

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But young as she was, Jo had learned that hearts, like flowers, cannot be rudely handled, but must open naturally,

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About Louisa May Alcott

Louisa May Alcott (29 November 1832 – 6 March 1888) was an American novelist best remembered for her novel Little Women (1868).

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Pen Names: A. M. Barnard Flora Fairfield Flora Fairchild Tribulation Periwinkle
Alternative Names: Louisa Alcott Louisa M. Alcott Louisa Mary Alcott L.M.A.

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We never are too old for this, my dear, because it is a play we are playing all the time in one way or another. Out burdens are here, our road is before us, and the longing for goodness and happiness is the guide that leads us through many troubles and mistakes to the peace which is a true Celestial City. Now, my little pilgrims, suppose you begin again, not in play, but in earnest, and see how far on you can get before Father comes home.

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