O, what an untold world there is in one human heart!
HARRIET BEECHER STOWENo ornament of a house can compare with books; they are constant company in a room, even when you are not reading them.
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Money is a great help everywhere; – can’t have too much, if you get it honestly.
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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 Negro is an exotic of the most gorgeous and superb countries of the world, and he has deep in his heart a passion for all that is splendid, rich and fanciful.
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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.
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I did not write it. God wrote it. I merely did his dictation.
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People will accept your ideas much more readily if you tell them that Benjamin Franklin said it first. Perhaps it is impossible for a person who does no good to do no harm.
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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.
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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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Talk of the abuses of slavery! Humbug! The thing itself is the essence of all abuse!
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The truth is the kindest thing we can give folks in the end.
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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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There is more done with pens than with swords.
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Your little child is the only true democrat.
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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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In the gates of eternity the black hand and the white hand hold each other with equal clasp.
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