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Harriet Beecher Stowe

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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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Close Cloud Lying See Sweet
The truth is the kindest thing we can give folks in the end.
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End Friendship Kindness Truth
Money is a great help everywhere; – can’t have too much, if you get it honestly.
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Greatness Help Honesty Money
The pain of discipline is short, but the glory of the fruition is eternal.
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Discipline Eternal Glory Pain Short
So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls, why doesn’t somebody wake up to the beauty of old women.
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Beautiful Old Wake Up Woman Young
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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Convince Difficult Easy Independence Opinion Quiet Silence Soft
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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Breathe Bright Death End Heart Broken Life Novel Reality Story
A woman’s health is her capital.
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Capital Health Woman
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
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Action Bitter Grave Tears
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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Better Choice Cold Dog Happiness Human Sleep
I did not write it. God wrote it. I merely did his dictation.
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God Myself Writing
Eyes that have never wept cannot comprehend sorrow.
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Cry Eyes Sorrow
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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Beautiful Chance Fresh Glory Immortal Man
Never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.
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Give Up Place Time
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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Alone Learning Live Ourselves People Responsibility Science
Common sense is seeing things as they are; and doing things as they ought to be.
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Action Education Right See

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