Sometimes I wonder what Louisa would think if she could peek into the present world to witness her stories still thriving and bringing a calm tenderness and wholesome inspiration to young (and not so young) hearts around the globe.
I sincerely hope she doesn't mind, however, that many of her novels are being experienced electronically (with just as much enthusiasm and delight). It's so much easier to eat tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches without holding a book in hand.
My apologies, Louisa. I still love you.
Louisa May Alcott, A Garland for Girls.
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