It is generally understood that men don’t aspire after the absolute right, but only to do about as well as the rest of the world.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWEHalf 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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I am one of the sort that lives by throwing stones at other people’s glass houses, but I never mean to put up one for them to stone.
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Let us never doubt everything that ought to happen is going to happen.
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Why don’t somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?
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Friendships are discovered rather than made.
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Home is a place not only of strong affections, but of entire unreserve; it is life’s undress rehearsal, its backroom, its dressing room.
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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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Scenes of blood and cruelty are shocking to our ear and heart. What man has nerve to do, man has not nerve to hear.
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It isn’t mere love and good-will that is needed in a sick-room; it needs knowledge and experience.
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Fanaticism is governed by imagination rather than judgment.
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If you were not already my dearly loved husband I should certainly fall in love with you.
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The greater the interest involved in a truth the more careful, self-distrustful, and patient should be the inquiry.
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People who hate trouble generally get a good deal of it.
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True love ennobles and dignifies the material labors of life; and homely services rendered for love’s sake have in them a poetry that is immortal.
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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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The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
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