It lies around us like a cloud- A world we do not see; Yet the sweet closing of an eye May bring… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
The world has been busy for some centuries in shutting and locking every door through which a woman could step into wealth,… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
The hand of benevolence is everywhere stretched out, searching into abuses, righting wrongs, alleviating distresses, and bringing to the knowledge and sympathies… — 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
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
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
It is generally understood that men don't aspire after the absolute right, but only to do about as well as the rest… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
There are in this world two kinds of natures, - those that have wings, and those that have feet, - the winged… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
There are in this world blessed souls, whose sorrows all spring up into joys for others; whose earthly hopes, laid in the… — 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
