
Never mind what happened just after that, for the full hearts overflowed, washing away the bitterness of the past and leaving only the sweetness of the present.
β Louisa May Alcott
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THE LIBRARY
Words to return to, with the context behind them.

Never mind what happened just after that, for the full hearts overflowed, washing away the bitterness of the past and leaving only the sweetness of the present.

There were barriers still, it is true, but barriers that could in time be swept away.

There is nothing in the world more soft and weak than water, and yet for attacking things that are firm and strong there is nothing that can take precedence of it;--for there is nothing (so effectual) for which it can be changed.

Never had the sun risen so beautifully, and never had the world seemed so lovely as it did to the heavy eyes of Meg and Jo, as they looked out in the early morning, when their long, sad vigil was done.

Is it not true, then, that my life with all its limitations touches at many points the life of the World Beautiful?

Let us do our best endeavours to persuade them; but however, if reason and justice lead thee to it, do it, though they be never so much against it.

A man sits as many risks as he runs.

The silent heart encourages her; O friend, never strike sail to a fear!

The softest thing in the world dashes against and overcomes the hardest; that which has no (substantial) existence enters where there is no crevice.

It is easy in the world to live after the world's opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after our own; but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.

Do not ever conceive anything impossible to man, which by thee cannot, or not without much difficulty be effected; but whatsoever in general thou canst Conceive possible and proper unto any man, think that very possible unto thee also.

But we have reason within us; and it directs us, even with these hazards, to stand by our friend and our country.

We met often, and consulted frequently, and told our hopes and fears, recounted the difficulties, real and imagined, which we should be called on to meet.

The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.

You have seen how a man was made a slave; you shall see how a slave was made a man.

The silver trump of freedom had roused my soul to eternal wakefulness.

Thanks to that Being who impressed them on my soul, and gave me sufficient strength of mind to dare to exert my own reason, till becoming dependent only on him for the support of my virtue, I view with indignation, the mistaken notions that enslave my sex.

A man conscious of enthusiasm for worthy aims is sustained under petty hostilities by the memory of great workers who had to fight their way not without wounds, and who hover in his mind as patron saints, invisibly helping.