"My castle was the most nearly realized of allI asked for splendid things, to be sure, but in my heart I knew I should be satisfied, if I had a little home, and John, and some dear children like theseI've got them all, thank God, and am the happiest woman in the world And Meg laid her hand on her tall boy's head, with a face full of tender and devout content

"My castle is very different from what I planned, but I would not alter it, though, like Jo, I don't relinquish all my artistic hopes, or confine myself to helping others fulfill their dreams of beautyI've begun to model a figure of baby, and Laurie says it is the best thing I've ever doneI think so, myself, and mean to do it in marble, so that, whatever happens, I may at least keep the image of my little angel

As Amy spoke, a great tear dropped on the golden hair of the sleeping child in her arms, for her one well-beloved daughter was a frail little creature and the dread of losing her was the shadow over Amy's sunshineThis cross was doing much for both father and http://www.muluxury.com/categorys_103_Chanel-Necklaces_1.html" target="_blank mother, for one love and sorrow bound them closely togetherAmy's nature was growing sweeter, deeper, and more tenderLaurie was growing more serious, strong, and firm, and both were learning that beauty, youth, good fortune, even love itself, cannot keep care and pain, loss and sorrow, from the most blessed for
Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and sad and dreary
"She is growing better, I am sure of it, my dearDon't despond, but hope and keep happy," said MrsMarch, as tenderhearted Daisy stooped from her knee to lay her rosy cheek against her little cousin's pale one
"I never ought to, while I have you to cheer me up, Marmee, and Laurie to take more than half of every burden," replied Amy warmly"He never lets me see his anxiety, but is so sweet and patient with me, so devoted to Beth, and such a stay and comfort to me always that I can't love him enoughSo, in spite of my one cross, I can say with Meg, `Thank God, I'm a happy woman'"
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"Yes, Jo, I think your harvest will be a good one," beganMrsMarch, frightening away a big black cricket that was staring Teddy out of countenance
"Not half so good as yours, MotherHere it is, and we never can thank you enough for the patient sowing and reaping you have done," cried Jo, with the loving impetuosity which she never would outgrow
"I hope there will be more wheat and fewer tares every year," said Amy softly
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Touched to the heart, MrsMarch could only stretch out her arms, as if to gather children and grandchildren to herself, and say, with face and voice full of motherly love, gratitude, and humility
"Oh, my girls, however long you may live, I never can wish you a greater happiness than this!"

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