Louisa May Alcott
Louisa May Alcott
Louisa May Alcottwas an American novelist and poet best known as the author of the novel Little Womenand its sequels Little Menand Jo's Boys. Raised by her transcendentalist parents, Abigail May and Amos Bronson Alcott in New England, she grew up among many of the well-known intellectuals of the day such as Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nathaniel Hawthorne, and Henry David Thoreau...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth29 November 1832
CityPhiladelphia, PA
CountryUnited States of America
Oft in the silence of the night, When the lonely moon rides high, When wintry winds are whistling, And we hear the owl's shrill cry, In the quiet, dusky chamber, By the flickering firelight, Rising up between two sleepers, Comes a spirit all in white.
O vanity, mislead no more!
I asked for bread, and I got a stone in the shape of a pedestal.
I make so many beginnings there never will be an end.
Madam de Stael pronounced architecture to be frozen music; so is statuary crystalized spirituality.
It takes very little fire to make a great deal of smoke nowadays, and notoriety is not real glory.
Rivalry adds so much to the charms of one's conquests.
November is the most disagreeable month in the whole year.
Money is a needful and precious thing
My father taught in the wise way which unfolds what lies in the child
When I had youth I had no money; now I have the money I have no time; and when I get the time, if I ever do, I shall have no health to enjoy life. I suppose it's the discipline I need; but it's rather hard to love the things I do, and see them go by because duty chains me to my galley. If I ever come into port with all sails set, that will be my reward perhaps.
No love or pity, pardon or excuse should soften the sharp pang of reparation for the guilty man.
Men are often bad, but babies never are.
Everybody has their days of misfortune.