Movie: Little Women (Little Women) (1994)

He is poor, as befits a wandering philosopher. But every day I notice how infinitely generous he is with those who live near it. I'm glad to have a friend.
He is as poor as one might imagine an itinerant philosopher to be. Yet, as the weeks go by, I see he is unfailingly generous to all of us who lives in the house. I am grateful to have a friend.

You really lived in Italy with the actors and vagrants?
Ha! My mother's Italian... She's a pianist... Grandpa didn't approve of her.
- Is it true that you lived in Italy among artists and vagrants?
- My mother was Italian. And a pianist... Grandfather disapproved of her.

- And I would like to live in a beautiful house, enjoying the luxury... No presents for Christmas - not the Christmas...
I want colored pencils...
I don't want to sit with aunt March - this old miser...
- And you, Beth?.. What do you want?
- The war ended and dad came back...
Beth, we all dream of.
- I shouldn't mind living in such a fine house and having nice things... Oh, it doesn't seen like Christmas without presents this year.
- I'm desperate for drawing pencils...
- I wish I didnt have to work for Great-Aunt March... That crabby old miser.
- And you, Beth... What's your Christmas wish?
- I'd like the war to end so father can come home...
- Oh, sweet Beth. We all want that.

- What do you think?.. He's a prisoner, as the Media in Nicholas Nickleby... He's lonely.
- He will come to visit us?
Maybe. It is a mystery, a tragic European secret.
- They say he is not educated. He was raised by Italian actors and vagabonds...
- His noble face. If I were a boy, I would like to have the same. How can I change Italy to this terrible man?
- Don't say "terrible" - it's slang.
I would die from fear.
- What do we think of the boy?.. He Is a captive like Smee in Nicholas Nickleby?.. He looks lonely.
- You don't think he'll try to call?
- Maybe. He has a secret! A tragic European secret.
- He's had no upbringing at all, they say. He was reared in Italy among artists and vagrants.
- Doesn't he have a noble brow? If I were a boy, I'd want to look just like that. Imagine giving up Italy to come live with that awful old man!
- Jo please don't say "awful". It's slang.
- I'd be terrified to live with him.

- Colleagues, listen up! Offer you "the story of a pumpkin", Mr. Tupman.
- Do not read.
- Bet it's not a story, this is a recipe!
- The first rule of writers do not write about...
- You know...
- Gentlemen of the press, hear, hear! I call to your attention... Our Mr. Tupman''s "The History of the Squash".
- Oh, don't read mine.
- Beth, this isn't a story. It's a recipe!
- Oh, dear, I never know what to write.
- First rule of writing, Mr. Tupman, is never write what you know.

- Joe! Come here!.. You, too, Meg! I'm bored.
- Mr. Lawrence! Not to shout to ladies as cows.
- Hello! Jo! Come over here!.. You too, Meg! It's dead as tombs around here.
- Mr. Laurence! One doesn't shout at ladies as if they were cattle.

The dreaded school! Spelling is awful, and the Latin is absurd.
Mr. Davis said that to teach a woman still trying to teach a cat...
- I'm going to strangle Mr. Davis!..
- "Mr. Davis... By what right do you beat children? In the eyes of God we are all children, and therefore equal. If you hit and humiliate a child, he will learn only to beat and humiliate".
- It's an appalling school. Your spelling''s atrocious. Your Latin is absurd.
- Mr. Davis said it was as useful to educate a woman as a cat...
- I'll strangle Mr. Davis!..
- "Mr. Davis... What right have you to strike a child? In God's eyes we are all children. If you hit and humiliate a child, the only lesson she will learn is to hit and humiliate".

Something with the father?
Teacher hit me and threw crayons in the snow... Mae Chester said I stole crayons from a mission, and I said that I won't give any. And she told Mr. Davis that they're in my Desk... it came true...
- Need to beat him with his own cane!
- Joe! To resort to violence is impossible... I will write him a letter.
- That he was frightened.
- Is it father?
- Teacher struck me. He put the limes out into the snow... May Chester said my limes were for the homeless. So I said she wouldn't get any from me. So she told Mr. Davis they were in my desk, and he struck me.
- I'll beat the tar out of him!
- Jo, we must not embrace violence... I will write him a letter.
- That'll show him.

If disregard to money - a sign of nobility, the most exquisite family March family of Concord.
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!

Some books are so familiar. As they return home.

It is better to love her husband and live in poverty than to be rich and lose self-esteem.

Why are you concerned about the opinions of others?
- I baked. I am pleased to catch yourself admiring glances.
- Of course, but I care what you think about yourself. If you consider yourself just as a decoration, I'm afraid that one day you will believe that they are unable to do more. Time does not spare beauty, but it is powerless against the wonderful workings of your mind, before your sense of humor, kindness and strength of spirit - that's what I like about you. I'd like to give you a fair world, but you will do it better.

A happy woman is the best occasion for gossip.

- That dress! All the time stumble at it.
- Pull up the neck and will be just right.