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The truth is the kindest thing we can give folks in the end.

Harriet Beecher Stowe

It lies around us like a cloud- A world we do not see; Yet the sweet closing of an eye May bring us there to be.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Close Cloud Lying See Sweet
Let us never doubt everything that ought to happen is going to happen.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Consequence Doubt
The longest way must have its close – the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Close Morning Night Way
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.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Breathe Bright Death End Heart Broken Life Novel Reality Story
there is no independence and pertinacity of opinion like that of these seemingly soft, quiet creatures, whom it is so easy to silence, and so difficult to convince.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Convince Difficult Easy Independence Opinion Quiet Silence Soft
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.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Circle Goodness Greatness Ordinary Quality Soul View
The truth is the kindest thing we can give folks in the end.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

End Friendship Kindness Truth
The literature of a people must so ring from the sense of its nationality; and nationality is impossible without self-respect, and self-respect is impossible without liberty.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Impossible Liberty Literature Nation Natural People Respect
So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls, why doesn’t somebody wake up to the beauty of old women.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Beautiful Old Wake Up Woman Young
By what strange law of mind is it that an idea long overlooked, and trodden under foot as a useless stone, suddenly sparkles out in new light, as a discovered diamond?
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Diamond Discover Ideas Light Strange
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 STOWE

Blame Inspirational Necessary Praise Sunshine Time
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.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Direction Doubt Hit Myself Praise See
I did not write it. God wrote it. I merely did his dictation.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

God Myself Writing
Love is very beautiful, but very, very sad.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Beautiful Love Sadness
My vocation to preach on paper.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Myself Paper Talk Voice
There are two classes of human beings in this world: one class seem made to give love, and the other to take it.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Class Generosity Human Love World