Aunt March: No one makes their own way. Not really. Least, of all a woman. (00:35:24)
Amy: Don't sit there and tell me that marriage isn't an economic proposition, because it is. It may not be for you but it certainly is for me.
Amy: I'm not a poet. I'm just a woman.
Jo: Women, they have minds and they have souls as well as just hearts. And they've got ambition, and they've got talent as well as just beauty. And I'm so sick of people saying that love is all a woman is fit for. I'm so sick of it, but I'm... I'm so lonely!
Jo: I can't believe childhood is over.
Meg: It was going to end one way or another, and what a happy end!
Laurie: I'll be good, saint Amy! I'll be good!
Amy: Aren't you ashamed of a hand like that?
Laurie: No, I'm not.
Amy: Looks like it's never done a day of work in its life, and that ring is ridiculous!
Laurie: Jo gave me this ring.
Amy March: I'm a failure. Jo is in New York being a writer, and I'm a failure.
Amy March: Laurie, you're being mean. Stop it.
Laurie: How am I being mean?
Amy March: Stop it! I have been second to Jo my whole life in everything, and I will not be the person you settle for just because you cannot have her. I won't! I won't do it. I won't, not when I've spent my entire life loving you.
