Louisa May Alcott

Louisa May
Alcott
1832
1888

American Author and Novelist best known for Little Women

Author Quotes

They always looked back before turning the corner, for their mother was always at the window to nod and smile, and wave her hand to them. Somehow it seemed as if they couldn't have got through the day without that, for whatever their mood might be, the last glimpse of that motherly face was sure to affect them like sunshine.

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.

When we make little sacrifices we like to have them appreciated, at least.

You don?t need scores of suitors. You need only one? if he?s the right one.

Oh, that is the surprise. It's so lovely, I pity you because you don't know it.

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

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

Some books are so familiar that reading them is like being home again.

The child has talent, loves music, and needs help. I can't give her money, but I can teach her; so I do, and she is the most promising pupil I have. Help one another, is part of the religion of our sisterhood, Fan.

The scar will remain, but it is better for a man to lose both arms than his soul; and these hard years, instead of being lost, may be made the most precious of your lives, if they teach you to rule yourselves.

Thirst is harder to bear than hunger, heat, or cold.

Wealth is certainly a most desirable thing, but poverty has its sunny side, and one of the sweet uses of adversity is the genuine satisfaction which comes from hearty work of head or hand, and to the inspiration of necessity, we owe half the wise, beautiful, and useful blessings of the world.

When women are the advisers, the lords of creation don't take the advice till they have persuaded themselves that it is just what they intended to do. Then they act upon it, and, if it succeeds, they give the weaker vessel half the credit of it. If it fails, they generously give her the whole.

You don't have half such a hard time as I do, said Jo. How would you like to be shut up for hours with a nervous, fussy old lady, who keeps you trotting, is never satisfied, and worries you till you're ready to fly out the window or cry?

Oh, what is it? cried Rose eagerly, charmed to be met in this helpful and cordial way.

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.

She never had what she wanted till she had given up hoping for,' said Mrs. Meg.

Some people seemed to get all sunshine, and some all shadow.

The child's heart bled when it was broken.

The second window framed a very picturesque group of three. Mr. March in an armchair, with Bess on a cushion at his feed, was listening to Dan, who, leaning against a pillow, was talking with unusual animation. The old man was in shadow, but little Desdemona was looking up with the moonlight full upon her face, quite absorbed in the story he was telling so well. The gay drapery over Dan's shoulder, his dark coloring and the gesture of his arm made the picture very striking and both very striking, and both spectators enjoyed it with silent pleasure, till Mrs. Jo said in a quick whisper: "I'm glad he's going away. He's too picturesque to have among so many romantic girls. Afraid his 'grand, gloomy and peculiar' style will be too much for our simple maids.?

Thoreau's Flute: Above man's aims his nature rose. The wisdom of a just content made one small spot a continent, and turned to poetry life's prose. [about Henry David Thoreau]

We'll all grow up Meg, no pretending we won't.

Where thoughts and feelings dwell.

You have grown abominably lazy, and you like gossip, and waste time on frivolous things, you are contented to be petted and admired by silly people, instead of being loved and respected by wise ones.

On some occasions, women, like dreams, go by contraries.

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First Name
Louisa May
Last Name
Alcott
Birth Date
1832
Death Date
1888
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American Author and Novelist best known for Little Women