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
such hours are beautiful to live, but very hard to describe…
…she'll go and fall in love, and there's an end of peace and fun, and cozy times together.
Now and then, in this workaday world, things do happen in the delightful storybook fashion, and what a comfort that is.
…Jo loved a few persons very dearly and dreaded to have their affection lost or lessened in any way.
…she was one of those happily created beings who please without effort, make friends everywhere, and take life so gracefully and easily that less fortunate souls are tempted to believe that such are born under a lucky star.
Six weeks is a long time to wait, and a still longer time for a girl to keep a secret…
…to the inspiration of necessity, we owe half the wise, beautiful, and useful blessings of the world.
When we make little sacrifices we like to have them appreciated, at least…
I think she is growing up, and so begins to dream dreams, and have hopes and fears and fidgets, without knowing why or being able to explain them.
…nothing seemed impossible in the beginning…
…nothing remained but loneliness and grief…
…I can't help seeing that you are very lonely, and sometimes there is a hungry look in your eyes that goes to my heart.
…tomorrow was her birthday, and she was thinking how fast the years went by, how old she was getting, and how little she seemed to have accomplished. Almost twenty-five and nothing to show for it.
I am lonely, sometimes, but I dare say it's good for me…