We can make ourselves say the kind things that rise in our hearts and tremble on our lips - do the gentle… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
...the heart has no tears to give,--it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence. — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
There is a great life-giving, warming power called Love, which exists in human hearts dumb and unseen, but which has no real… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
The Negro is an exotic of the most gorgeous and superb countries of the world, and he has deep in his heart… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
Of course, in a novel, people's hearts break, and they die and that is the end of it; and in a story… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
So long as the law considers all these human beings, with beating hearts and living affections, only as so many things belonging… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
In all ranks of life the human heart yearns for the beautiful; and the beautiful things that God makes are his gift… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
The human heart yearns for the beautiful in all ranks of life. The beautiful things that God makes are His gift to… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
What is it that sometimes speaks in the soul so calmly, so clearly, that its earthly time is short? Is it the… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
So we go, so little knowing what we touch and what touches us as we talk! We drop out a common piece… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
Scenes of blood and cruelty are shocking to our ear and heart. What man has nerve to do, man has not nerve… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
It lies around us like a cloud- A world we do not see; Yet the sweet closing of an eye May bring us there… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
I wrote what I did because as a woman, as a mother, I was oppressed and broken-hearted with the sorrows and injustice I saw,… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
Common sense is seeing things as they are; and doing things as they ought to be. — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
Love needs new leaves every summer of life, as much as your elm-tree, and new branches to grow broader and wider, and new flowers… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
God has always been to me not so much like a father as like a dear and tender mother. — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
If I am to write, I must have a room to myself, which shall be my room. — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
The longest way must have its close - the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning. — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
Home is a place not only of strong affections, but of entire unreserved; it is life's undress rehearsal, its backroom, its dressing room, from… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
I am speaking now of the highest duty we owe our friends, the noblest, the most sacred - that of keeping their own nobleness,… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
No ornament of a house can compare with books; they are constant company in a room, even when you are not reading them. — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
The greater the interest involved in a truth the more careful, self-distrustful, and patient should be the inquiry. — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
