Jo: I go around throwing away perfectly good marriage proposals.
Beth: I'm so full of happiness, that if Father was only here, I couldn't hold one drop more.
Jo: Teddy? Oh, this is magic.
Laurie: Jo, you are absolutely.
Jo: Covered in flour! Oh dear.
Beth: If God wants me with Him, there is none who will stop Him. I don't mind. I was never like the rest of you... making plans about the great things I'd do. I never saw myself as anything much. Not a great writer like you.
Jo: Beth, I'm not a great writer.
Beth: But you will be. Oh, Jo, I've missed you so. Why does everyone want to go away? I love being home. But I don't like being left behind. Now I am the one going ahead. I am not afraid. I can be brave like you.
Friedrich Bhaer: You must write from life, from the depths of your soul.
Jo: Teddy, please don't ask me.
Jo: Now we are all family, as we always should have been.
Marmee: Cricket. Marmee's here. Icy cold. Jo, fetch a bowl with water, vinegar and some rags. Meg, my kit. We must draw the fever down from her head.
Amy: We'll all grow up one day, Meg. We might as well know what we want.
Younger Amy March: We've been expectorating you for hours.
Josephine 'Jo' March: Doesn't he have a noble brow? If I were a boy I'd want to look just like that.
Josephine 'Jo' March: If lack of attention to personal finances is a mark of refinement, then I say the Marches must be the most elegant family in Concord.
Laurie: I'm quite taken by that one.
Jo: That's Meg.
Jo: That's my sister. She's completely bald in front.