It takes very little fire to make a great deal of smoke nowadays, and notoriety is not real glory.
LOUISA MAY ALCOTTSalt is like good-humor, and nearly every thing is better for a pinch of it.
More Louisa May Alcott Quotes
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I don’t like favors; they oppress and make me fell like a slave. I’d rather do everything for myself, and be perfectly independent.
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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.
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Stay is a charming word in a friend’s vocabulary.
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Father asked us what was God’s noblest work. Anna said men, but I said babies. Men are often bad, but babies never are.
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Some stories are so familiar its like going home.
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Marriage, they say, halves one’s rights and doubles one’s duties.
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I never wanted to go away, and the hard part now is the leaving you all. I’m not afraid, but it seems as if I should be homesick for you even in heaven.
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I often think flowers are the angels’ alphabet whereby they write on hills and fields mysterious and beautiful lessons for us to feel and learn.
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I am not afraid of storms for I am learning how to sail my ship.
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It takes three or four women to get each man into, through, and out of the world.
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I believe that it is as much a right and duty for women to do something with their lives as for men and we are not going to be satisfied with such frivolous parts as you give us.
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Love is a great beautifier.
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Remember that frost comes latest to those that bloom the highest.
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Well, if I can’t be happy, I can be useful, perhaps.
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It takes so little to make a child happy, that it is a pity in a world full of sunshine and pleasant things, that there should be any wistful faces, empty hands, or lonely little hearts.
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