Your little child is the only true democrat.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWEThe heart has no tears to give,–it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence.
More Harriet Beecher Stowe Quotes
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If I am to write, I must have a room to myself, which shall be my room.
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Eyes that have never wept cannot comprehend sorrow.
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If you destroy delicacy and a sense of shame in a young girl, you deprave her very fast.
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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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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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If you were not already my dearly loved husband I should certainly fall in love with you.
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The obstinacy of cleverness and reason is nothing to the obstinacy of folly and inanity.
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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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Witness, eternal God! Oh, witness that, from this hour, I will do what one man can to drive out this curse of slavery from my land!
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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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Money is a great help everywhere; – can’t have too much, if you get it honestly.
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The pain of discipline is short, but the glory of the fruition is eternal.
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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 world has been busy for some centuries in shutting and locking every door through which a woman could step into wealth, except the door of marriage.
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The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
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