Amy: I've never been kissed. I've waited my whole life to be kissed, and what if I miss it?
Laurie: I promise you that before you die, I will kiss you.

Marmee: I'm going to write that man a letter!
Jo: A letter. That'll show him.

Amy: You don't need dozens of suitors. You only need oone, if he's the right one.

Laurie: Someday, you'll meet a man. A good man. And you'll love him tremendously.
Jo: No...no...
Laurie: Yes you will, you will...and you will live and die for him. And I'll be hanged, if I stand by and watch!

Professor Bhaer: Jo, such a little name for such a little person.

Amy: He put snow on your ankle? With his own hands?!
Marmee: I won't have my girls being silly about boys. To bed Miss Amy!
Amy: Everything lovely happens to Meg.
Meg: *Sarcastically* Oh yes, indeed.

Laurie: What do those girls do over there all day?
John Brooke: Over the mysteries of female life there is drawn a veil, best left undisturbed.

Amy: We bare our souls and tell the most appalling secrets.

Beth to Jo: I feel stronger with you close by.

Jo: Well, of course Aunt March prefers Amy over me. Why shouldn't she? I'm ugly and awkward and I always say the wrong things. I fly around throwing away perfectly good marriage proposals. I love our home, but I'm just so dreadful and I can't stand being here! I'm sorry, I'm sorry Marmee. There's just something really wrong with me. I want to change, but I - I can't. And I just know I'll never fit in anywhere.

Amy: We'll all grow up some day. We might as well know what we want.

Jo: Don't be such a beetle! I could never love anyone as I love my sisters!

Jo: If I weren't going to be a writer I'd go to New York and pursue the stage. Are you shocked?
Laurie: Very.

Beth: I am not afraid. I can be brave like you. But I know I shall be homesick for you, even in Heaven.

Marmee: Feminine weaknesses and fainting spells are the direct result of our confining young girls to the house, bent over their needlework, and restrictive corsets.

Doctor: There is nothing I can do. If I were to bleed her, it would finish her. We must send for the mother.
Laurie: Forgive me. I have already done so.

Friedrich: But I have nothing to give you. My hands are empty.
Jo: *entwines her hands with his* Not empty now.

Marmee: Oh, Jo. Jo, you have so many extraordinary gifts; how can you expect to lead an ordinary life? You're ready to go out and - and find a good use for your talent. Tho' I don't know what I shall do without my Jo. Go, and embrace your liberty. And see what wonderful things come of it.

Laurie: I have loved you since the moment I clamped eyes on you. What could be more reasonable than to marry you?
Jo: We'd kill each other.
Laurie: Nonsense!
Jo: Neither of us can keep our temper---
Laurie: I can, unless provoked.
Jo: We're both stupidly stubborn, especially you. We'd only quarrel!
Laurie: I wouldn't!
Jo: You can't even propose without quarreling.

Laurie: I'm quite taken by that one.
Jo: That's Meg!
Laurie: Meg.
Jo: That's my sister. She's completely bald in front.