Amy March: My nose will simply not look refined.
Amy March: Aren't you ashamed of a hand like that?
Theodore 'Laurie' Laurence: No, I'm not.
Amy March: It looks like it's never done a day of work in its life. And that ring is ridiculous.
Theodore 'Laurie' Laurence: Jo gave me this ring.
Amy March: I feel sorry for you, I really do. I
just wish you'd bear it better.
Theodore 'Laurie' Laurence: You don't have to feel sorry for me, Amy. You'll feel the same way one day.
Amy March: No, I'd be respected if I couldn't be loved.
Theodore 'Laurie' Laurence: And what work have you done lately, oh great "artiste" - or have you been too busy imagining how you'll
spend Fred Vaughn's fortune? FRED VAUGHN, ladies and gentlemen!
Amy March: I'm sorry, Jo.
Marmee March: Amy...
Amy March: It's just that the only thing you care about is your writing so it's not as if I could hurt you by ruining one of your dresses. And I really did want to hurt you. I am the most sorry for it now. I'm so sorry.
Marmee March: Jo, don't let the sun go down
on your anger. Forgive her. Help each other, and you begin again tomorrow.
Jo March: She doesn't deserve my forgiveness. I will hate her! I will hate her forever!
Mrs. Kirke: Kitty and Minny are waiting!
Jo March: My students need me.
Friedrich Bhaer: Always working.
Jo March: Money is the end and aim of my mercenary existence.
Friedrich Bhaer: No one gets ink stains like yours just out of a desire for money.
Jo March:
Well my sister Amy is in Paris, and until she marries someone obscenely wealthy, it's up to me to keep the family afloat. Goodbye.
Friedrich Bhaer: Goodbye.
[epigraph]
Louisa May Alcott: I've had lots of troubles, so I write jolly tales.
Mr. Dashwood: Tell her to make it short and spicy. And if the main character is a girl, make sure she's married by the end. Or dead, either way.