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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.

Harriet Beecher Stowe

The literature of a people must so ring from the sense of its nationality; and nationality is impossible without self-respect, and self-respect is impossible without liberty.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Impossible Liberty Literature Nation Natural People Respect
Talk of the abuses of slavery! Humbug! The thing itself is the essence of all abuse!
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Abuse Essence Slave Talk
All men are free and equal in the grave, if it comes to that.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Equality Freedom Grave Man
I am one of the sort that lives by throwing stones at other people’s glass houses, but I never mean to put up one for them to stone.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Home Live Onself People Stone
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
It isn’t mere love and good-will that is needed in a sick-room; it needs knowledge and experience.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Experience Goodness Knowledge Love Need Sick
Treat ’em like dogs, and you’ll have dogs’ works and dogs’ actions. Treat ’em like men, and you’ll have men’s works.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Action Dog Karma Man Treat Work
I did not write it. God wrote it. I merely did his dictation.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

God Myself Writing
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.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Blame Inspirational Necessary Praise Sunshine Time
The greater the interest involved in a truth the more careful, self-distrustful, and patient should be the inquiry.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Care Greatness Patience Trust Truth
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 STOWE

Breathe Bright Death End Heart Broken Life Novel Reality Story
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Action Bitter Grave Tears
There are griefs which grow with years.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Grief Growth Time
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
The person who decides what shall be the food and drink of a family, and the modes of its preparation, is the one who decides, to a greater or less extent, what shall be the health of that family.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE

Decision Drink Family Food Greatness Health Person Preparation
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