To do common things perfectly is far better worth our endeavor than to do uncommon things respectably.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWEIt isn’t mere love and good-will that is needed in a sick-room; it needs knowledge and experience.
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He who has nothing to lose can afford all risks.
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Friendships are discovered rather than made.
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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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Intemperance in eating is one of the most fruitful of all causes of disease and death.
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General rules will bear hard on particular cases.
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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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I never thought my book would turn so many people against slavery.
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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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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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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.
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Treat ’em like dogs, and you’ll have dogs’ works and dogs’ actions. Treat ’em like men, and you’ll have men’s works.
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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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No 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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In the gates of eternity the black hand and the white hand hold each other with equal clasp.
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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!
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