Don't try to make me grow up before my time…

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.

The dirt is picturesque, so I don't mind.

I'm afraid I couldn't like him without a spice of human naughtiness.

Jo's ambition was to do something very splendid; what it was she had no idea, as yet, but left it for time to tell her…

When we make little sacrifices we like to have them appreciated, at least…