It’s a matter of taking the side of the weak against the strong, something the best people have always done.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWEA woman’s health is her capital.
More Harriet Beecher Stowe Quotes
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Love is very beautiful, but very, very sad.
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Let us never doubt everything that ought to happen is going to happen.
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Praise is sunshine; it warms, it inspires, it promotes growth; blame and rebuke are rain and hail; they beat down and bedraggle, even though they may at times be necessary.
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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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In the gates of eternity the black hand and the white hand hold each other with equal clasp.
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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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There are griefs which grow with years.
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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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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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Intemperance in eating is one of the most fruitful of all causes of disease and death.
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Any mind that is capable of real sorrow is capable of good.
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The greater the interest involved in a truth the more careful, self-distrustful, and patient should be the inquiry.
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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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there is no independence and pertinacity of opinion like that of these seemingly soft, quiet creatures, whom it is so easy to silence, and so difficult to convince.
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Eyes that have never wept cannot comprehend sorrow.
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