Love is very beautiful, but very, very sad.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWENever give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.
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Self respect is impossible without liberty.
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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.
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My vocation to preach on paper.
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People who hate trouble generally get a good deal of it.
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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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All places where women are excluded tend downward to barbarism; but the moment she is introduced, there come in with her courtesy, cleanliness, sobriety, and order.
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There is more done with pens than with swords.
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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.
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The pain of discipline is short, but the glory of the fruition is eternal.
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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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The heart has no tears to give,–it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence.
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Common sense is seeing things as they are; and doing things as they ought to be.
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Many a humble soul will be amazed to find that the seed it sowed in weakness, in the dust of daily life, has blossomed into immortal flowers under the eye of the Lord.
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I did not write it. God wrote it. I merely did his dictation.
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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?
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