There are griefs which grow with years.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWEThere 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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When you get into a tight place, and everything goes against you till it seems as if you couldn’t hold on a minute longer, never give up then, for that ‘s just the place and time that the tide’ll turn.
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Talk of the abuses of slavery! Humbug! The thing itself is the essence of all abuse!
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People who hate trouble generally get a good deal of it.
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The world has been busy for some centuries in shutting and locking every door through which a woman could step into wealth, except the door of marriage.
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If we let our friend become cold and selfish and exacting without a remonstrance, we are no true lover, no true friend.
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Your little child is the only true democrat.
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The past, the present and the future are really one: they are today.
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Self respect is impossible without liberty.
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The heart has no tears to give,–it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence.
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There is more done with pens than with swords.
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It is impossible to make anything beautiful or desirable in the best regulated administration of slavery.
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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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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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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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All men are free and equal in the grave, if it comes to that.
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