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!
HARRIET BEECHER STOWEMany 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.
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True love ennobles and dignifies the material labors of life; and homely services rendered for love’s sake have in them a poetry that is immortal.
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Why don’t somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?
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Eyes that have never wept cannot comprehend sorrow.
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Praise is sunshine; it warms, it inspires, it promotes growth; blame and rebuke are rain and hail; they beat down and bedraggle, even though they may at times be necessary.
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Scenes of blood and cruelty are shocking to our ear and heart. What man has nerve to do, man has not nerve to hear.
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We should remember in our dealings with animals that they are a sacred trust to us from our Heavenly Father. They are dumb and cannot speak for themselves.
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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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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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Friendships are discovered rather than made.
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Let us never doubt everything that ought to happen is going to happen.
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Your little child is the only true democrat.
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The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
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The obstinacy of cleverness and reason is nothing to the obstinacy of folly and inanity.
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My vocation to preach on paper.
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By what strange law of mind is it that an idea long overlooked, and trodden under foot as a useless stone, suddenly sparkles out in new light, as a discovered diamond?
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