Aunt March: Your father cared more about educating freedmen's children than he did about caring for his own family. Jo March: Yes, but he was right. Aunt March: It's possible to be right - and foolish.
出自電影《小婦人》 的經典對白。
更多小婦人的經典對白
你終有一天會愛上一個人，而我只能袖手旁觀。
女人有思想、靈魂、才華和野心，正如同她們擁有溫柔與美貌，我受夠聽大家說愛情是女人的全部。
女孩子得走出家門、走進這個世界，要對所有事物建構出自己的一套看法。
我永不屈就於命運，我要活出屬於自己的人生。
我現在寧可喝咖啡，也不要聽人家諂媚。
婚姻中的和平與幸福，全有賴彼此的尊重維繫，注意自己的言行，如果雙方都有錯，妳就先道歉。克制住情緒、避免誤解，也別逞口舌之快，造成追悔莫及的傷痛。
時下已經沒有人靠遺產致富了。男人為了錢得工作，女人為了錢得嫁人。這個世界實在太不公了！
擁有一點才華，並不代表你就是天才，而且真正的天賦，是不管你有多努力都無法取得的。我想要大放異彩，否則我寧願沒沒無聞。
我不喜歡在火爐邊打盹。我喜歡冒險、我要去冒險。
寧願當個幸福的老姑婆，也不要為嫁而嫁。無論妳是結婚或單身，都是父母人生中的驕傲與安慰。
我不想要一場時髦的婚禮，只希望把焦點放在我和我所愛的人身上。在他們面前，我希望能夠表現出他們最熟悉的一面。
我們對死亡的懼怕，不可能超越對人生的恐懼。
家人，是最美好的存在。我們有父親和母親，還有彼此。
悲傷過後總會接著喜事，我相信未來會越來越好。很多家庭偶爾都會經歷多事的一年，今年對我們而言就是多事的一年，我很感恩結果都是很好的。
我的孩子們流露出的愛、尊重和信心，是我努力作為她們的女性榜樣後，所能得到最甜美的回報。
我不認為那些上流社會的淑女，會過得比我們開心。
女人，有自己的主見、有靈魂，不只是有感情；她們也有目標、才華，不只有美貌。我真的非常討厭人們說，女人只能談戀愛。厭倦至極！
我的夢想與你的不同，但不代表我的夢想就比較不重要。
Jo March: 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. I'm so sick of people saying that love is just all a woman is fit for.
Meg: Just Because My Dreams Are Different Than Yours, It Doesn't Mean They're Unimportant.
即使是在小說裡，婚姻應該一直都是一種經濟議題。
Jo March: I suppose marriage has always been an economic proposition, even in fiction.
我相信我們有能力控制自己愛上誰，愛情不會無緣無故發生。
Amy March: Well, I believe we have some power over who we love, it isn't something that just happens to a person.
你兩年後便會對他生厭，但我們在一起會永遠有趣。
Jo March: You will be bored of him in two years and we will be interesting forever.
Aunt March: I may not always be right, but I am never wrong.
Jo March: I suppose marriage has always been an economic proposition. Even in fiction.
Jo March: If I were a girl in a book this would all be so easy.
Louisa May Alcott: I've had lots of troubles, so I write jolly tales.
Aunt March: It's possible to be right and foolish.
Amy March: I want to be great or nothing.
Theodore 'Laurie' Laurence: A fellow can't live on books alone.
Jo March: I can't say "yes" truly, so I'm not going to say it at all.
Jo March: I'd rather be a free spinster and paddle my own canoe.
Jo March: Don't go quietly, fight! Please fight to the end, be LOUD! Don't just quietly go away!
Aunt March: I may not always be right, but I am never wrong.
Jo March: I can't get over my disappointment at being a girl.
Amy March: I'm making a mould of my foot for Laurie to remind him I have nice feet.
Jo March: I suppose marriage has always been an economic proposition. Even in fiction.
Jo March: If I were a girl in a book, this would all be so easy.
Aunt March: It's possible to be right and foolish.
Louisa May Alcott: I've had lots of troubles, so I write jolly tales.
Amy March: I want to be great or nothing.
Amy March: My nose will simply not look refined.
Theodore 'Laurie' Laurence: A fellow can't live on books alone.
Jo March: Perhaps... perhaps I was too quick in turning him down. Laurie. Marmee March: Do you love him? Jo March: If he asked me again, I think I would say yes. Do you think he'll ask me again? Marmee March: But do you love him? Jo March: I care more to be loved. I want to be loved. Marmee March: That is not the same as loving.
Meg March: I can't believe today is my wedding day! Jo March: Me neither. Meg March: What's wrong? Jo March: Nothing. Meg March: Jo... Jo March: We can leave. We can leave right now. Meg March: What? Jo March: I can make money: I'll sell stories, I'll do anything - cook, clean, work in a factory. I can make a life for us. Meg March: But, Jo... Jo March: And you, you should be an actress and have a life on the stage. Let's run away together. Meg March: I want to get married. Jo March: Why? Meg March: I love him. Jo March: You will be bored of him in two years and we will be interesting forever. Meg March: Just because my dreams are different than yours doesn't mean they're unimportant. I want a home and a family and I'm willing to work and struggle, but I want to do it with John. Jo March: I just hate that you're leaving me. Don't leave. Meg March: Oh, Jo, I'm not leaving you. Besides, one day it will be your turn. Jo March: I'd rather be a free spinster and paddle my own canoe. I would. I can't believe childhood is over. Meg March: It was going to end one way or another. And what a happy end.
Beth March: It's like the tide going out. It goes out slowly, but it can't be stopped. Jo March: I'll stop it. I've stopped it before.
Theodore 'Laurie' Laurence: That's my grandfather. Are you scared of him? Jo March: I'm not scared of anyone! He looks stern, but my grandfather was much more handsome. Marmee March: Jo! We do not compare grandfathers!
Jo March: When is Amy coming home? Marmee March: We didn't want to worry her. Jo March: Does she not know? Meg March: Beth insisted we not tell her because she didn't want to ruin Amy's trip. Jo March: Amy has always had a talent for getting out of the hard parts of life. Marmee March: Jo, don't be angry with your sister...
Jo March: If she had died, it would've been my fault. Marmee March: She will be fine, the doctor said he didn't even think she'd catch cold. Jo March: What is wrong with me? I've made so many resolutions and written sad notes and cried over my sins, but it just doesn't seem to help. When I get in a passion, I get so savage I could hurt anyone and I'd enjoy it. Marmee March: You remind me of myself. Jo March: But you're never angry. Marmee March: I'm angry nearly every day of my life. Jo March: You are? Marmee March: I'm not patient by nature, but with nearly forty years of effort I'm learning to not let it get the better of me. Jo March: I'll do the same, then. Marmee March: I hope you'll do a great deal better than me. There are some natures too noble to curb and too lofty to bend.
Amy March: I'm sorry, Jo. Marmee March: Amy... Amy March: It's just that the only thing you care about is your writing so it's not as if I could hurt you by ruining one of your dresses. And I really did want to hurt you. I am the most sorry for it now. I'm so sorry. Marmee March: Jo, don't let the sun go down on your anger. Forgive her. Help each other, and you begin again tomorrow. Jo March: She doesn't deserve my forgiveness. I will hate her! I will hate her forever!
Jo March: You will get better. Father will get better. And we'll all be together soon. Beth March: We can't stop God's will. Jo March: God hasn't met my will yet. What Jo wills shall be done.
Marmee March: I've spent my whole life ashamed of my country. Susan Robbins: No offense meant, but you should still be ashamed.
Aunt March: I may not always be right, but I am *never* wrong.
Amy March: I'm making a mold of my foot for Laurie to remind him I have nice feet.
Jo March: If I was a girl in a book, this would all be so easy, I'd just give up the world happily.
Aunt March: The decadents have ruined Paris, if you ask me. These French women couldn't lift a hairbrush.
Amy March: You old vanity, with all these good things to enjoy, you can find nothing to do but dawdle. Theodore 'Laurie' Laurence: I'll be good for you, Saint Amy, I'll be good!
Jo March: I took care to have a few of my sinners repent. Mr. Dashwood: The country just went through a war. People want to be amused, not preached at. Morals don't sell nowadays.
Amy March: Laurie, dress for festivities! Top hats and silks! Theodore 'Laurie' Laurence: I will! I'll wear my best silk.
Meg March: It's so dreadful being poor. Amy March: It's not fair. How come some girls get to have lots of pretty things and others have nothing at all.
Amy March: Jo, that's so boyish. Jo March: That's why I do it. Amy March: Well, I detest rude, unladylike girls.
Jo March: I can't afford to starve on praise.
Amy March: Doesn't Laurie just seem so romantic? He's half Italian.
Jo March: We are a bunch of ungrateful minxes. Meg March: Don't say such despicable things! Jo March: I like good strong words that mean something.
Aunt March: Your father cared more about educating freedmen's children than he did about caring for his own family. Jo March: Yes, but he was right. Aunt March: It's possible to be right - and foolish.
Meg March: I know what it is to want little things and feel less than other girls.
Jo March: Who would be interested in a story of - domestic struggles and joys? It doesn't have any real importance. Amy March: Maybe we don't see those things as important because people don't write about them. Jo March: No, writing doesn't confer importance, it reflects it. Amy March: I don't think so. Writing them will make them more important. Jo March: When did you become so wise? Amy March: I always have been, you were just too busy noticing my faults. Meg March: Which weren't there, of course.
Jo March: Life is too short to be angry at one's sisters.
