I Think This Power Of

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.

John Brooke Is Acting Dreadfully, And Meg Likes It!

...the Love, Respect, And Confidence Of My Children Was The Sweetest Reward I Could Receive For My Efforts To Be The Woman I Would Have Them Copy.

I Don't Pretend To Be Wise, But I Am Observing, And I See A Great Deal More Than You'd Imagine. I'm Interested In Other People's Experiences And Inconsistencies, And, Though I Can't Explain, I Remember And Use Them For My Own Benefit.

She Preferred Imaginary Heroes To Real Ones, Because When Tired Of Them, The Former Could Be Shut Up In The Tin Kitchen Till Called For, And The Latter Were Less Manageable.