My vocation to preach on paper.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWEOf 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.
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Fanaticism is governed by imagination rather than judgment.
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The longest way must have its close – the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning.
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What makes saintliness in my view, as distinguished from ordinary goodness, is a certain quality of magnanimity and greatness of soul that brings life within the circle of the heroic.
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So subtle is the atmosphere of opinion that it will make itself felt without words.
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The past, the present and the future are really one: they are today.
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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!
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The heart has no tears to give,–it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence.
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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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I feel now that the time is come when even a woman or a child who can speak a word for freedom and humanity is bound to speak. I hope every woman who can write will not be silent.
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There are two classes of human beings in this world: one class seem made to give love, and the other to take it.
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O, what an untold world there is in one human heart!
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If I am to write, I must have a room to myself, which shall be my room.
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The truth is the kindest thing we can give folks in the end.
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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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Half the misery in the world comes of want of courage to speak and to hear the truth plainly and in a spirit of love.
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