It’s bad enough to be a girl, anyway, when I like boys’ games and work and manners!

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.

Prosperity suits some people, and they blossom best in a glow of sunshine; others need the shade, and are the sweeter for a touch of frost.

…proved that woman isn't a half but a whole human being, and can stand alone.

We don't choose our talents; but we needn't hide them in a napkin because they are not just what we want.

…books are always good company if you have the right sort. Let me pick out some for you.' And Mrs. Jo made a bee-line to the well-laden shelves, which were the joy of her heart and the comfort of her life.