I feel now that the time is come when even a woman or a child who can speak a word for freedom and humanity is bound to speak. I hope every woman who can write will not be silent.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWEOne part of the science of living is to learn just what our own responsibility is, and to let other people’s alone.
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A woman’s health is her capital.
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My vocation to preach on paper.
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It is one mark of a superior mind to understand and be influenced by the superiority of others.
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Half the misery in the world comes of want of courage to speak and to hear the truth plainly and in a spirit of love.
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Of course, in a novel, people’s hearts break, and they die and that is the end of it; and in a story this is very convenient. But in real life we do not die when all that makes life bright dies to us.
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So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls, why doesn’t somebody wake up to the beauty of old women.
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The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
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Many a humble soul will be amazed to find that the seed it sowed in weakness, in the dust of daily life, has blossomed into immortal flowers under the eye of the Lord.
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The pain of discipline is short, but the glory of the fruition is eternal.
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If you destroy delicacy and a sense of shame in a young girl, you deprave her very fast.
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There are two classes of human beings in this world: one class seem made to give love, and the other to take it.
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Sweet souls around us watch us still, press nearer to our side; Into our thoughts, into our prayers, with gentle helpings glide.
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It is no merit in the sorrowful that they weep, or to the oppressed and smothering that they gasp and struggle, not to me, that I must speak for the oppressed – who cannot speak for themselves.
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There are in this world two kinds of natures, – those that have wings, and those that have feet, – the winged and the walking spirits. The walking are the logicians; the winged are the instinctive and poetic.
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The heart has no tears to give,–it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence.
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