Love needs new leaves every summer of life, as much as your elm-tree, and new branches to grow broader and wider, and… — 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… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
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
If you were not already my dearly loved husband I should certainly fall in love with you. — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
Let us never doubt everything that ought to happen is going to happen. — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
How, then, shall a Christian bear fruit? By efforts and struggles to obtain that which is freely given; by meditations on watchfulness,… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
it isn't mere love and good-will that is needed in a sick-room; it needs knowledge and experience. — 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
Can anybody tell what sorrows are locked up with our best affections, or what pain may be associated with every pleasure? — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
“Thou canst say, who hast seen that same expression on the face dearest to thee;-that look indescribable, hopeless, unmistakable, that says to… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
There are two classes of human beings in this world: one class seem made to give love, and the other to take… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
Once in an age God sends to some of us a friend who loves in us, not a false-imagining, an unreal character,… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
“...for twenty years or more, nothing but loving words, and gentle moralities, and motherly loving kindness, had come from that chair;--headaches and… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
True love ennobles and dignifies the material labors of life; and homely services rendered for love's sake have in them a poetry… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
Half the misery in the world comes of want of courage to speak and to hear the truth plainly and in a… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
Home is a place not only of strong affections, but of entire unreserve; it is life's undress rehearsal, its backroom, its dressing… — 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
“Could I ever have loved you, had I not known you better than you know yourself?” — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
“It was the first time that ever George had sat down on equal terms at any white man's table; and he sat… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
“Deeds of heroism are wrought here more than those of romance, when, defying torture, and braving death itself, the fugitive voluntarily threads… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
“Soon after the completion of his college course, his whole nature was kindled into one intense and passionate effervescence of romantic passion.… — 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
