Conceit spoils the finest genius. - Louisa May Alcott, Little Women
"Conceit spoils the finest genius."
"Conceit spoils the finest genius."
"Dear me! how happy and good we'd be, if we had no worries!"
"Love Jo all your days, if you choose, but don't let it spoil you, for it's wicked to throw away so many good gifts because you can't have the one you want."
"Well, I am happy, and I won't fret, but it does seem as if the more one gets the more one wants…"
"Every few weeks she would shut herself up in her room, put on her scribbling suit, and fall into a vortex, as she expressed it, writing away at her novel with all her heart and soul, for till that was finished she could find no peace."
"I never wanted to go away, and the hard part now is the leaving you all. I'm not afraid, but it seems as if I should be homesick for you even in heaven."