Pansies — Louisa May Alcott

They are never alone that are accompanied with noble thoughts.-SIR PHILIP SIDNEY. "I'VE finished my book, and now what CAN I do till this tiresome rain is over?" exclaimed Carrie, as she lay back on the couch with a yawn of weariness. "Take another and a better book; the house is full of them, and this is a rare chance for a feast on the best," answered Alice, looking over the pile of volumes in her lap, as she sat on the floor before one of the tall book-cases that lined the room. "Not being a book-worm like you, I can't read forever, and you needn't sniff at 'Wanda, ' for it's perfectly thrilling " cried Carrie, regretfully turning the crumpled leaves of the Seaside Library copy of that interminable and impossible tale.