I Don't Worry About The Storms, I

I Want To Do Something Splendid… Something Heroic Or Wonderful That Won’t Be Forgotten After I’m Dead… I Think I Shall Write Books.

…books Are Always Good Company If You Have The Right Sort. Let Me Pick Out Some For You.' And Mrs. Jo Made A Bee-line To The Well-laden Shelves, Which Were The Joy Of Her Heart And The Comfort Of Her Life.

We'll All Grow Up Someday, Meg, We Might As Well Know What We Want. ~amy March~

It Takes Very Little Fire To Make A Great Deal Of Smoke Nowadays, And Notoriety Is Not Real Glory.

It Takes Two Flints To Make A Fire.