I Think This Power Of Living In

Because They Are Mean Is No Reason Why I Should Be. I Hate Such Things, And Though I Think I've A Right To Be Hurt, I Don't Intend To Show It. (amy March)

Sympathy Is A Sweet Thing.

Remember That Frost Comes Latest To Those That Bloom The Highest.

Meg's High-heeled Slippers Were Dreadfully Tight, And Hurt Her, Though She Would Not Own It; And Jo's Nineteen Hair-pins All Seemed Stuck Straight Into Her Head, Which Was Not Exactly Comfortable; But, Dear Me, Let Us Be Elegant Or Die.

Jo's Breath Gave Out Here, And Wrapping Her Head In The Paper, She Bedewed Her Little Story With A Few Natural Tears, For To Be Independent And Earn The Praise Of Those She Loved Were The Dearest Wishes Of Her Heart, And This Seemed To Be The First Step Toward That Happy End.