Praise is sunshine; it warms, it inspires, it promotes growth; blame and rebuke are rain and hail; they beat down and bedraggle, even though they may at times be necessary.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWEThe greater the interest involved in a truth the more careful, self-distrustful, and patient should be the inquiry.
More Harriet Beecher Stowe Quotes
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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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I make no manner of doubt that you threw a very diamond of truth at me, though you see it hit me so directly in the face that it wasn’t exactly appreciated, at first.
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The pain of discipline is short, but the glory of the fruition is eternal.
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Why don’t somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?
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Intemperance in eating is one of the most fruitful of all causes of disease and death.
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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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Dogs can bear more cold than human beings, but they do not like cold any better than we do; and when a dog has his choice, he will very gladly stretch himself on a rug before the fire for his afternoon nap.
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I never thought my book would turn so many people against slavery.
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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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The obstinacy of cleverness and reason is nothing to the obstinacy of folly and inanity.
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The past, the present and the future are really one: they are today.
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What makes saintliness in my view, as distinguished from ordinary goodness, is a certain quality of magnanimity and greatness of soul that brings life within the circle of the heroic.
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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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Eyes that have never wept cannot comprehend sorrow.
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O, ye who visit the distressed, do ye know that everything your money can buy, given with a cold, averted face, is not worth one honest tear shed in real sympathy?
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