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.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWEThe 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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If you were not already my dearly loved husband I should certainly fall in love with you.
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So subtle is the atmosphere of opinion that it will make itself felt without words.
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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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Friendships are discovered rather than made.
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He who has nothing to lose can afford all risks.
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Home is a place not only of strong affections, but of entire unreserve; it is life’s undress rehearsal, its backroom, its dressing room.
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My vocation to preach on paper.
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I never thought my book would turn so many people against slavery.
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Self respect is impossible without liberty.
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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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The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
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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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In the gates of eternity the black hand and the white hand hold each other with equal clasp.
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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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O, what an untold world there is in one human heart!
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