It is with the oppressed, enslaved, African race that I cast in my lot; and if I wished anything, I would wish myself two shades darker, rather than one lighter.
~ Harriet Beecher Stowe
The benevolent gentleman is sorry; but, then, the thing happens every day! One sees girls and mothers crying at these sales, always! it can't be helped, etc.; and he walks off, with his acquisition, in another direction.
It is a great mistake to suppose that a woman with no heart will be an easy creditor in the exchange of affection. There is not on earth a more merciless extractor of love from others than a thoroughly selfish woman; and the more unlovely she grows, the more jealously and scrupulously she extracts love, to the uttermost farthing.
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
When you get into a tight place and everything goes against you 'til it seems as though you could not hold on a minute longer never give up then for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.
So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls why doesn't somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?
I long to put the experience of fifty years at once into your young lives to give you at once the key to that treasure chamber every gem of which has cost me tears and struggles and prayers but you must work for these inward treasures yourselves.
When you get into a tight place and everything goes against you, till it seems as though you could not hang on a minute longer, never give up then, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.
Human nature is above all things lazy.
Never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.
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.
To be really great in little things, to be truly noble and heroic in the insipid details of everyday life, is a virtue so rare as to be worthy of canonization.
One would like to be grand and heroic, if one could; but if not, why try at all? One wants to be very something, very great, very heroic; or if not that, then at least very stylish and very fashionable. It is this everlasting mediocrity that bores me.
Any mind that is capable of real sorrow is capable of good.
I would not attack the faith of a heathen without being sure I had a better one to put in its place.
The past, the present and the future are really one: they are today.
