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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

One part of the science of living is to learn just what our own responsibility is, and to let other people’s alone.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Alone Learning Live Ourselves People Responsibility Science
The longest way must have its close – the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Close Morning Night Way
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.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Kind Logic Nature Poetry Walk Wings World
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
Let us never doubt everything that ought to happen is going to happen.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Consequence Doubt
I did not write it. God wrote it. I merely did his dictation.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

God Myself Writing
To do common things perfectly is far better worth our endeavor than to do uncommon things respectably.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Far Perfection Respect Worth
A woman’s health is her capital.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Capital Health Woman
If you destroy delicacy and a sense of shame in a young girl, you deprave her very fast.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Delicate Destroy Fast Girl Shame Woman Young
O, what an untold world there is in one human heart!
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Heart Human Told World
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
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.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Give Up Hold Place Time Yourself
The pain of discipline is short, but the glory of the fruition is eternal.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Discipline Eternal Glory Pain Short
Eyes that have never wept cannot comprehend sorrow.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Cry Eyes Sorrow
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

Compare Home Reading Room Yourself
Why don’t somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Beautiful Wake Up Woman