jeudi 17 juin 2010

Louisa May Alcott, LITTLE WOMEN, Bantam Classic, New York, 2007 [1871]

"Dear fellows! It does my heart good to see them forget business and frolic for a day," answered Jo, who now spoke in a maternal way of all mankind. "Yes, I remember, but the life I wanted then seems selfish, lonely, and cold to me now. I haven't given up the hope that I may write a good book yet, but I can wait, and I'm sure it will be all the better for such experiences and illustrations as these." And Jo pointed from the lively lads in the distance to her father, leaning on the Professor's arm, as they walked to and fro in the sunshine, deep in one of the conversations which both enjoyed so much, and then to her mother, in sitting enthroned among her daughters, with their children in her lap and at her feet, as if all found help and hapiness in the face which never could grow old to them.
(p. 527-528)

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