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No ornament of a house can compare with books; they are constant company in a room, even when you are not reading them.

Harriet Beecher Stowe

O, with what freshness, what solemnity and beauty, is each new day born; as if to say to insensate man, “Behold! thou hast one more chance! Strive for immortal glory!
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Beautiful Chance Fresh Glory Immortal Man
The heart has no tears to give,–it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Blood Heart Silence Tears
Witness, eternal God! Oh, witness that, from this hour, I will do what one man can to drive out this curse of slavery from my land!
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Drive Forever Land Man Myself Slave
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?
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Cold Money Sympathy
It isn’t mere love and good-will that is needed in a sick-room; it needs knowledge and experience.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Experience Goodness Knowledge Love Need Sick
All places where women are excluded tend downward to barbarism; but the moment she is introduced, there come in with her courtesy, cleanliness, sobriety, and order.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Herself Introduction Moments Order Place Woman
Sweet souls around us watch us still, press nearer to our side; Into our thoughts, into our prayers, with gentle helpings glide.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Help Prayer Soul Sweet Thinking
If we let our friend become cold and selfish and exacting without a remonstrance, we are no true lover, no true friend.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Cold Friendship Love Selfish True
Why don’t somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Beautiful Wake Up Woman
Let us resolve: First, to attain the grace of silence; second, to deem all fault finding that does no good a sin; third, to practice the grade and virtue of praise.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Goodness Grace Grade Praise Silence Sin Virtue
Eyes that have never wept cannot comprehend sorrow.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Cry Eyes Sorrow
There is more done with pens than with swords.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Inspirational Strength Sword Weapon Writing
General rules will bear hard on particular cases.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Case Hard Rule
Fanaticism is governed by imagination rather than judgment.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Government Imagination Judgment
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
If I am to write, I must have a room to myself, which shall be my room.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Myself Privacy Room Writing