Intemperance in eating is one of the most fruitful of all causes of disease and death.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWEAll men are free and equal in the grave, if it comes to that.
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People who hate trouble generally get a good deal of it.
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The past, the present and the future are really one: they are today.
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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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Love is very beautiful, but very, very sad.
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Why don’t somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?
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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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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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My vocation to preach on paper.
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It is impossible to make anything beautiful or desirable in the best regulated administration of slavery.
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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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O, with what freshness, what solemnity and beauty, is each new day born; as if to say to insensate man, “Behold! thou hast one more chance! Strive for immortal glory!
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The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
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Talk of the abuses of slavery! Humbug! The thing itself is the essence of all abuse!
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When you get into a tight place, and everything goes against you till it seems as if you couldn’t hold on a minute longer, never give up then, for that ‘s just the place and time that the tide’ll turn.
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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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