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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.

Harriet Beecher Stowe

Why don’t somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Beautiful Wake Up Woman
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
Scenes of blood and cruelty are shocking to our ear and heart. What man has nerve to do, man has not nerve to hear.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Blood Cruelty Heart Man Nerve
It lies around us like a cloud- A world we do not see; Yet the sweet closing of an eye May bring us there to be.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Close Cloud Lying See Sweet
Any mind that is capable of real sorrow is capable of good.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Capability Goodness Mindset Reality Sorrow
there is no independence and pertinacity of opinion like that of these seemingly soft, quiet creatures, whom it is so easy to silence, and so difficult to convince.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Convince Difficult Easy Independence Opinion Quiet Silence Soft
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
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.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Busy Exception Marriage Woman World
Love is very beautiful, but very, very sad.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Beautiful Love Sadness
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
I did not write it. God wrote it. I merely did his dictation.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

God Myself Writing
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?
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Diamond Discover Ideas Light Strange
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
It’s a matter of taking the side of the weak against the strong, something the best people have always done.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Best Inspirational People Strong Support Weakness
My vocation to preach on paper.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Myself Paper Talk Voice