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True love ennobles and dignifies the material labors of life; and homely services rendered for love’s sake have in them a poetry that is immortal.

Harriet Beecher Stowe

In the gates of eternity the black hand and the white hand hold each other with equal clasp.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Black Equality Forever Grasp Hands
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.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Give Up Hold Place Time Yourself
Home is a place not only of strong affections, but of entire unreserve; it is life’s undress rehearsal, its backroom, its dressing room.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Affection Home Place Room Strong
By what strange law of mind is it that an idea long overlooked, and trodden under foot as a useless stone, suddenly sparkles out in new light, as a discovered diamond?
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Diamond Discover Ideas Light Strange
So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls, why doesn’t somebody wake up to the beauty of old women.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Beautiful Old Wake Up Woman Young
Talk of the abuses of slavery! Humbug! The thing itself is the essence of all abuse!
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Abuse Essence Slave Talk
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.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

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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!
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Drive Forever Land Man Myself Slave
There are in this world two kinds of natures, – those that have wings, and those that have feet, – the winged and the walking spirits. The walking are the logicians; the winged are the instinctive and poetic.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

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The heart has no tears to give,–it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Blood Heart Silence Tears
The truth is the kindest thing we can give folks in the end.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

End Friendship Kindness Truth
Any mind that is capable of real sorrow is capable of good.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

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There is more done with pens than with swords.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Inspirational Strength Sword Weapon Writing
The past, the present and the future are really one: they are today.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Deep Future Past Present Wisdom
Intemperance in eating is one of the most fruitful of all causes of disease and death.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Death Eat Fruit Sick
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.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

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