I wrote what I did because as a woman, as a mother, I was oppressed and broken-hearted with the sorrows and injustice… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
“Every nation that carries in its bosom great and unredressed injustice has in it the elements of this last convulsion.” — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
A day of grace is yet held out to us. Both North and South have been guilty before God; and the Christian… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
All men are free and equal in the grave, if it comes to that. — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
“And, perhaps, among us may be found generous spirits, who do not estimate honour and justice by dollars and cents.” — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
“there have been times when I have thought, if the whole country would sink, and hide all this injustice and misery from… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
“My view of Christianity is such, that I think no man can consistently profess it without throwing the whole weight of his… — 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
