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If you destroy delicacy and a sense of shame in a young girl, you deprave her very fast.

Harriet Beecher Stowe

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

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The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Action Bitter Grave Tears
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
Eyes that have never wept cannot comprehend sorrow.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Cry Eyes Sorrow
All men are free and equal in the grave, if it comes to that.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Equality Freedom Grave Man
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.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Country Deep Exotic Fancy Passion Rich World
If I am to write, I must have a room to myself, which shall be my room.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Myself Privacy Room Writing
It is no merit in the sorrowful that they weep, or to the oppressed and smothering that they gasp and struggle, not to me, that I must speak for the oppressed – who cannot speak for themselves.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Advantage Oppression Sorrow Struggle Talk
Many a humble soul will be amazed to find that the seed it sowed in weakness, in the dust of daily life, has blossomed into immortal flowers under the eye of the Lord.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Eyes Flower Humble Immortal Soul Weakness
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
Never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Give Up Place Time
Let us never doubt everything that ought to happen is going to happen.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Consequence Doubt
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.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Children Feeling Freedom Hope Myself Silence Talk Time Woman Writing
The past, the present and the future are really one: they are today.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Deep Future Past Present Wisdom
The heart has no tears to give,–it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Blood Heart Silence Tears
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