I Could Have Been A Great Many

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.

At Twenty-five, Girls Begin To Talk About Being Old Maids, But Secretly Resolve That They Never Will. At Thirty, They Say Nothing About It, But Quietly Accept The Fact.

Don't Try To Make Me Grow Up Before My Time.

Sympathy Is A Sweet Thing.

No Woman Should Give Her Happiness Into The Keeping Of A Man Without Fixed Principles.