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 STOWELove is very beautiful, but very, very sad.
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Money is a great help everywhere; – can’t have too much, if you get it honestly.
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All men are free and equal in the grave, if it comes to that.
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Sweet souls around us watch us still, press nearer to our side; Into our thoughts, into our prayers, with gentle helpings glide.
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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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So subtle is the atmosphere of opinion that it will make itself felt without words.
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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.
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There are griefs which grow with years.
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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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Friendships are discovered rather than made.
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I make no manner of doubt that you threw a very diamond of truth at me, though you see it hit me so directly in the face that it wasn’t exactly appreciated, at first.
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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.
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Fanaticism is governed by imagination rather than judgment.
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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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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.
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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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