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The tears don’t hurt me like that ache did. Stay here for a little while with me and keep your arm round me--so.
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The tears don’t hurt me like that ache did. Stay here for a little while with me and keep your arm round me--so.
She had learned to know how comforting a smile, even from a stranger, may be.
To be kind is worth a great deal to other people.
If our life be one of toil and of suffering, if the world outside be cold and dreary, what a pleasure to return to the sunshine of happy faces and the warmth of hearts we love.
We’ve got each other, Anne. I don’t know what I’d do if you weren’t here--if you’d never come.
let’s hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering; for he who promised is faithful.
Let’s consider how to provoke one another to love and good works,
For God is not unrighteous, so as to forget your work and the labor of love which you showed toward his name, in that you served the saints, and still do serve them.
Jane, I will be your brother—my sisters will be your sisters—without stipulating for this sacrifice of your just rights.
This was wealth indeed!—wealth to the heart!—a mine of pure, genial affections.
Anyone who is kind wants to know when people have been made happy. They care for that more than for being thanked.
If Nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and though there may be times when your hands are empty, your heart is always full, and you can give things out of that--warm things, kind things, sweet things--help and comfort and laughter--and sometimes gay, kind laughter is the best help of all.
Throughout all that first night spent in the garret, she had felt a vague comfort in knowing that on the other side of the wall in which the rats scuffled and squeaked there was another young human creature. And during the nights that followed the sense of comfort grew.
Martha stayed with her until tea-time, but they sat in comfortable quiet and talked very little.
Each of them kept looking up at her comfortable rosy face, secretly curious about the delightful feeling she gave them—a sort of warm, supported feeling. It seemed as if she understood them as Dickon understood his “creatures.
I believe we should so act that we may draw nearer and more near the age when no man shall live at his ease while another suffers.
But afterward, when I was restored to my human heritage, Mildred and I grew into each other's hearts, so that we were content to go hand-in-hand wherever caprice led us, although she could not understand my finger language, nor I her childish prattle.
Some one took it, and I was caught up and held close in the arms of her who had come to reveal all things to me, and, more than all things else, to love me.
All the best of me belongs to her--there is not a talent, or an aspiration or a joy in me that has not been awakened by her loving touch.
Debarred from the great highways of knowledge, I was compelled to make the journey across country by unfrequented roads--that was all; and I knew that in college there were many bypaths where I could touch hands with girls who were thinking, loving and struggling like me.
Their thoughtfulness has been more of a help and encouragement to me than they can ever know.
I loved "Little Women" because it gave me a sense of kinship with girls and boys who could see and hear.
Those are red-letter days in our lives when we meet people who thrill us like a fine poem, people whose handshake is brimful of unspoken sympathy, and whose sweet, rich natures impart to our eager, impatient spirits a wonderful restfulness which, in its essence, is divine.
I didn’t mean to be rude, but it’s so comfortable to say all I think to you, and feel so safe and happy here.
My Jo, you may say anything to your mother, for it is my greatest happiness and pride to feel that my girls confide in me and know how much I love them.
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