"She doesn't even know us. She doesn't look like my Beth, and there's nobody to help us bear it; mother and father both gone, and God seems so far away I can't find Him."

"If God spares Beth, I'll try to love and serve Him all my life."

"God be praised!...I have my Beth!"

"I like to think Jesus was a little child once, then he doesn't seem so far away. I prayed a lot at Aunt March's that our dear Lord would keep Beth safe."

"You're calling Mr. Brooke, John! That's a mean thing to go taking care of papa just to wheedle you into liking him. I just wish I could marry Meg myself and keep her safe in the family."

"In honor of this unusually Bethie Christmas, let us behold what enchantments those midnight elves wrought for a princess."

"Here's fruit to feed our busy bee, And flowers for her hair. Here's music for her pianee, And an Afghan she can wear."

"A portrait of the Madonna and Child by Raphael No. 2, Who labored with it long awhile, To make it fair and true."

"Their dearest love my makers laid, Within my breast of snow; Accept it, and the Alpine maid, From Marmee, Meg, Amy and Jo."

"I'm so full of happiness that if Father were only here, I couldn't hold one drop more."

"God be with you 'til we meet again..."

"There never was a day so full of joy and gratitude. As in Pilgrim's Progress, when after many troubles, Christian and Hopeful came to a pleasant green meadow and there rested happily, so did the March family that Christmas night gathered about the fire, rich in the company of each other's love... and God's."

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