897 Quotes by Louisa May Alcott

A real gentleman is as polite to a little girl as to a woman.

...but, dear me, let us be elegant or die.

I'm not jealous, dear, do your best, onlydon't make a saint of him. I'm afraid I couldn't like him without a spice of humannaughtiness.

Her arms instinctively tightened their hold upon the dearest treasure she possessed.

I keep turning over new leaves, and spoiling them, as I used to spoil my copy-books; and I make so many beginnings there never will be an end," he said, dolefully.

Poor Buttercup was not in a very good mood; for she had been lately bereft of her calf, and mourned for the little thing most dismally. Just now she regarded all mankind as her enemies (and I do not blame her), so when the matadore came prancing towards her with the red handkerchief flying at the end of his long lance, she threw up her head, and gave a most appropriate "Moo!".

…misfortune was much more interesting to her than good luck.

...for it is the small temptations which undermine integrity unless we watch and pray and never think them too trivial to be resisted.

...swept into the giddy vortex which keeps so many young people revolving aimlessly, till they go down or are cast upon the shore, wrecks of what they might have been