The truth is the kindest thing we can give folks in the end.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWEThe longest way must have its close – the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning.
More Harriet Beecher Stowe Quotes
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Intemperance in eating is one of the most fruitful of all causes of disease and death.
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Scenes of blood and cruelty are shocking to our ear and heart. What man has nerve to do, man has not nerve to hear.
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The person who decides what shall be the food and drink of a family, and the modes of its preparation, is the one who decides, to a greater or less extent, what shall be the health of that family.
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One part of the science of living is to learn just what our own responsibility is, and to let other people’s alone.
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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.
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Why don’t somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?
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All places where women are excluded tend downward to barbarism; but the moment she is introduced, there come in with her courtesy, cleanliness, sobriety, and order.
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The past, the present and the future are really one: they are today.
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Eyes that have never wept cannot comprehend sorrow.
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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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There is more done with pens than with swords.
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What makes saintliness in my view, as distinguished from ordinary goodness, is a certain quality of magnanimity and greatness of soul that brings life within the circle of the heroic.
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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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O, what an untold world there is in one human heart!
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The heart has no tears to give,–it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence.
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