Remember That Frost Comes Latest To Those

I Don't Worry About The Storms, I Am Learning To Sail My Own Ship.

I Want To Be Great, Or Nothing. I Won't Be A Commonplace Dauber, So I Don't Intend To Try Any More.

A Kiss For A Blow Is Always Best, Though It's Not Very Easy To Give It Sometimes.

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.

If I Didn't Care About Doing Right And Didn't Feel Uncomfortable Doing Wrong, I Should Get On Capitally.