Talk of the abuses of slavery! Humbug! The thing itself is the essence of all abuse!
HARRIET BEECHER STOWEThere are griefs which grow with years.
More Harriet Beecher Stowe Quotes
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General rules will bear hard on particular cases.
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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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Common sense is seeing things as they are; and doing things as they ought to be.
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If you destroy delicacy and a sense of shame in a young girl, you deprave her very fast.
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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.
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Love is very beautiful, but very, very sad.
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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.
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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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A woman’s health is her capital.
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To do common things perfectly is far better worth our endeavor than to do uncommon things respectably.
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If you were not already my dearly loved husband I should certainly fall in love with you.
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Dogs can bear more cold than human beings, but they do not like cold any better than we do; and when a dog has his choice, he will very gladly stretch himself on a rug before the fire for his afternoon nap.
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Your little child is the only true democrat.
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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.
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