OB40mukEXQ6QZ1740xdjwF1LEQ4 Quote to Remember: LITTLE WOMEN [1994]


Monday, January 9, 2012


Save A Place In Your Heart For The Unforgettable Story Of These... 

Feminine weaknesses and fainting spells are the direct result of our confining young girls to the house, bent over their needlework, and restrictive corsets.
[Marmee March]

Oh, Jo. Jo, you have so many extraordinary gifts; how can you expect to lead an ordinary life? 
You're ready to go out and - and find a good use for your talent. 
Tho' I don't know what I shall do without my Jo. 
Go, and embrace your liberty. 
And see what wonderful things come of it.
[Marmee March]

[Jo March]: I find it poor logic to say that because women are good, women should vote. 
Men do not vote because they are good; they vote because they are male, 
and women should vote, not because we are angels and men are animals, 
but because we are human beings and citizens of this country. 
[Mr. Mayer]: You should have been a lawyer, Miss March. 
[Jo March]: I should have been a great many things, Mr. Mayer.

Well, of course Aunt March prefers Amy over me. Why shouldn't she? 
I'm ugly and awkward and I always say the wrong things. 
I fly around throwing away perfectly good marriage proposals. 
I love our home, but I'm just so fitful and I can't stand being here! 
I'm sorry, I'm sorry Marmee. There's just something really wrong with me. 
I want to change, but I - I can't. And I just know I'll never fit in anywhere.
[Jo March]

If only I could be like father and crave violence and go to war and stand up to the lions of injustice.
[Jo March]

[Marmee March]: I fear you would have a long engagement, three or four years. 
John must secure a house before you can marry and do his service to the union.
[Jo March]: John? Marry? You mean that poky old Mr Brooke? 
How did he weasel his way into this family?
[Marmee March]: Jo! Mr Brooke has been very kind to visit father in the hospital every day.
[Jo March]: He's dull as powder Meg, can't you at least marry someone amusing? 
[Meg March]: I'm fond of John, he's kind and serious and I'm not afraid of being poor.
[Jo March]: Marmee, you can't just let her go and marry him. 
[Meg March]: I'd hardly just go and marry anyone.
[Marmee March]: I would rather Meg marry for love and be a poor man's wife than marry for riches and lose her self-respect. 
[Meg March]: So, you don't mind that John is poor.
[Marmee March]: No, but I'd rather he have a house.
[Jo March]: Why must we marry at all? Why can't things just stay as they are?
[Marmee March]: It's just a proposal, nothing can be decided on. 
Now girls? Don't spoil the day.

[Marmee, after Amy has burned a precious manuscript]: It is a very great loss and you have every right to be put out. 
But don't let the sun go down on your anger. 
Forgive each other, begin again tomorrow.
[Jo March]: I will never forgive her.

We'll all grow up one day, Meg. 
We might as well know what we want.
[Amy March] 

Well, it's not like being stuck with the dreadful nose you get. 
One does have a choice to whom one loves.
[Amy March]

[Younger Amy March]: Do you love Laurie more than you love me?
[Jo March]: Don't be silly! I could never love anyone more than I love my sisters. 

[Laurie]: I have loved you since the moment I clapped eyes on you. 
What could be more reasonable than to marry you? 
[Jo March]: We'd kill each other.
[Laurie]: Nonsense! 
[Jo March]: Neither of us can keep our temper-... 
[Laurie]: I can, unless provoked. 
[Jo March]: We're both stupidly stubborn, especially you. We'd only quarrel! 
[Laurie]: I wouldn't! 
[Jo March]: You can't even propose without quarreling. 

Someday you'll find a man, a good man, and you'll love him, and marry him, and live and die for him. 
And I'll be hanged if I stand by and watch.

You must write from life, from the depths of your soul! 
[Friedrich Bhaer]

Over the mysteries of female life there is drawn a veil best left undisturbed. 
[John Brooke] 

I know I shall be homesick for you even in Heaven.

[Beth March]: If God wants me with Him, there is none who will stop Him. I don't mind. 
I was never like the rest of you... making plans about the great things I'd do. 
I never saw myself as anything much. Not a great writer like you.
[Jo March]: Beth, I'm not a great writer. 
[Beth March]: But you will be. 
Oh, Jo, I've missed you so. 
Why does everyone want to go away? 
I love being home. But I don't like being left behind. 
Now I am the one going ahead. I am not afraid. I can be brave like you. 



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