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Cold Quotes by Harriet Beecher Stowe
- If we let our friend become cold and selfish and exacting without a remonstrance, we are no true lover, no true friend.
- I am speaking now of the highest duty we owe our friends, the noblest, the most sacred--that of keeping their own nobleness, goodness, pure and…
- For how imperiously, how coolly, in disregard of all one’s feelings, does the hard, cold, uninteresting course of daily realities move on! Still we must…
- I am speaking now of the highest duty we owe our friends, the noblest, the most sacred --that of keeping their own nobleness, goodness, pure…
More Cold Quotes
- Those who remember Washington's cold war culture in the 1980s will recall the shocked reactions to Reagan's intervention. People interested in foreign… — Russell Baker
- Strategic thinkers were naturally rattled to find this outsider fooling around with their work. They had been thinking strategically when Reagan was… — Russell Baker
- These flowers, which were splendid and sprightly, waking in the dawn of the morning, in the evening will be a pitiful frivolity,… — Pedro Calderon de la Barca
- My house is my refuge, an emotional piece of architecture, not a cold piece of convenience. — Luis Barragan
- Let us not be deceived we are today in the midst of a cold war. — Bernard Baruch
- I don't like these cold, precise, perfect people, who, in order not to speak wrong, never speak at all, and in order… — Henry Ward Beecher
- It is not time for mirth and laughter, the cold, gray dawn of the morning after. — George Ade
- I love cold, rainy weather. — Catherine Bell
- When friendship disappears then there is a space left open to that awful loneliness of the outside world which is like the… — Hilaire Belloc
- I've been singing properly every day since I was about fifteen or sixteen, and I have never had any problems with my… — Adele
- As the scene of life would be more the cold emptiness of space than the warm, dense atmosphere of planets, the advantage… — John Desmond Bernal
- Now if the harvest is over, And the world cold, Give me the bonus of laughter, As I lose hold. — John Betjeman