Common sense is seeing things as they are; and doing things as they ought to be.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWEIt 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.
More Harriet Beecher Stowe Quotes
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Treat ’em like dogs, and you’ll have dogs’ works and dogs’ actions. Treat ’em like men, and you’ll have men’s works.
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The longest way must have its close – the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning.
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It isn’t mere love and good-will that is needed in a sick-room; it needs knowledge and experience.
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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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The literature of a people must so ring from the sense of its nationality; and nationality is impossible without self-respect, and self-respect is impossible without liberty.
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Love is very beautiful, but very, very sad.
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I never thought my book would turn so many people against slavery.
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Self respect is impossible without liberty.
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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 you were not already my dearly loved husband I should certainly fall in love with you.
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O, what an untold world there is in one human heart!
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There are griefs which grow with years.
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It’s a matter of taking the side of the weak against the strong, something the best people have always done.
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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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Talk of the abuses of slavery! Humbug! The thing itself is the essence of all abuse!
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