The longest way must have its close - the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning.
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
When you get into a tight place and everything goes against you until it seems that you cannot hold on for a minute longer, never give up then, for that is just the place and time when the tide will turn.
...the heart has no tears to give,--it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence.
Common sense is seeing things as they are; and doing things as they ought to be.
The truth is the kindest thing we can give folks in the end.
Perhaps it is impossible for a person who does no good not to do harm.
Any mind that is capable of a real sorrow is capable of good.
It's a matter of taking the side of the weak against the strong, something the best people have always done.
Treat 'em like dogs, and you'll have dogs' works and dogs' actions. Treat 'em like men, and you'll have men's works.
Never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.
So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls, why don't somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?
Strange, what brings these past things so vividly back to us, sometimes!
Scenes of blood and cruelty are shocking to our ear and heart. What man has nerve to do, man has not nerve to hear.
Most mothers are instinctive philosophers.
For, so inconsistent is human nature, especially in the ideal, that not to undertake a thing at all seems better than to undertake and come short.
To be really great in little things, to be truly noble and heroic in the insipid details of everyday life, is a virtue so rare as to be worthy of canonization.
What's your hurry?" Because now is the only time there ever is to do a thing in," said Miss Ophelia.
So subtle is the atmosphere of opinion that it will make itself felt without words.
Talk of the abuses of slavery! Humbug! The thing itself is the essence of all abuse!
I am braver than I was because I have lost all; and he who has nothing to lose can afford all risks.
O, with what freshness, what solemnity and beauty, is each new day born; as if to say to insensate man, "Behold! thou hast one more chance! Strive for immortal glory!
I am one of the sort that lives by throwing stones at other people's glass houses, but I never mean to put up one for them to stone.
Women are the real architects of society.
I make no manner of doubt that you threw a very diamond of truth at me, though you see it hit me so directly in the face that it wasn't exactly appreciated, at first.
And, perhaps, among us may be found generous spirits, who do not estimate honour and justice by dollars and cents.
In all ranks of life the human heart yearns for the beautiful; and the beautiful things that God makes are His gift to all alike.
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I did not write it. (Uncle Tom's Cabin) God wrote it. I merely did his dictation.
But it is often those who have least of all in this life whom He chooseth for the kingdom. Put thy trust in Him and no matter what befalls thee here, He will make all right hereafter.
Humankind above all is lazy.
All men are free and equal, in the grave,
Love is very beautiful, but very, very sad.
We never know how we love til we try to unlove!
No one is so thoroughly superstitious as the godless man
What man has nerve to do, man has not nerve to hear.
Let us resolve: First, to attain the grace of silence; second, to deem all fault finding that does no good a sin; third, to practice the grade and virtue of praise.
Once in an age, God sends to some of us a friend who loves in us... not the person that we are, But the angel we may be.
Tom opened his eyes, and looked upon his master. "Ye poor miserable critter!" he said, "there ain't no more ye can do! I forgive ye, with all my soul!" and he fainted entirely away.
It is generally understood that men don't aspire after the absolute right, but only to do about as well as the rest of the world.
Could I ever have loved you, had I not known you better than you know yourself?
Abraham Lincoln. When he met Stowe, it is claimed that he said, "So you're the little woman that started this great war!
Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted.
Perhaps," said Miss Ophelia, "it is impossible for a person who does no good not to do harm.
Some jokes are less agreeable than others
Is there anything in it glorious and dear for a nation, that is not also glorious and dear for a man? What is freedom to a nation, but freedom to the individuals in it?
Oh my Eva, whose little hour on earth did so much good... what account have I to give for my long years?
But I want it done now, " said Miss Ophelia. What's your hurry?" Because now is the only time there ever is to do a thing in," said Miss Ophelia.
Perhaps you laugh too, dear reader; but you know humanity comes out in a variety of strange forms now-a-days, and there is no end to the odd things that humane people will say and do.
It is with the oppressed, enslaved, African race that I cast in my lot; and if I wished anything, I would wish myself two shades darker, rather than one lighter.
I’s wicked I is. I’s mighty wicked; anyhow I can’t help it.
Liberty! -- Electric word!
The water of the river is the calmest, where the deepest.
Being an indigenous talent of the African race;
That’s right; put on the steam, fasten down the escape-valve, and sit on it, and see there you’ll land.
An atmosphere of sympathetic influence encircles every human being; and the man or woman who feels strongly, healthily and justly, on the great interests of humanity, is a constant benefactor to the human race.
There's a way you political folks have of coming round and round a plain right thing
The power of fictitious writing, for good as well as for evil, is a thing which ought most seriously to be reflected upon.
Every nation that carries in its bosom great and unredressed injustice has in it the elements of this last convulsion.
Governments derive their just power from the consent of the governed
Look at the high and the low, all the world over, and it's the same story,—the lower class used up, body, soul and spirit, for the good of the upper.
I believe I'm done for," said Tom. "The cussed sneaking dog, to leave me to die alone! My poor old mother always told me 'twould be so.
Whipping and abuse are like laudanum: you have to double the dose as the sensibilities decline.
It's true, Christian-like or not; and is about as Christian-like as most other things in the world, said Alfred.
The past, the present, and the future are really one: they are today
Thou canst say, who hast seen that same expression on the face dearest to thee;-that look indescribable, hopeless, unmistakable, that says to thee that thy beloved is no longer thine.
Everything your money can buy, given with a cold, averted face, is not worth one honest tear shed in real sympathy?
But at midnight — strange, mystic hour, when the veil between the frail present and the eternal future grows thin — then came the messenger.
In the midst of life we are in death,'" said Miss Ophelia.
There's a way you political folks have of coming round and round a plain right thing; and you don't believe in it yourselves when it comes to practice.
George was, in truth, one of the sort who evidently have made some mistake in coming into this world at all, as their internal furniture is in no way suited to its general courses and currents.
She was one of those busy creatures, that can be no more contained in one place than a sunbeam or a summer breeze
Obeying God never brings on public evils. I know it can’t. It’s always safest, all round, to do as He bids us.
Marie was one of those unfortunately constituted mortals, in whose eyes whatever is lost and gone assumes a value which it never had in possession.
There have been times when I have thought, if the whole country would sink, and hide all this injustice and misery from the light, I would willingly sink with it.
No tear dropped over that pillow; in such straits as these, the heart has no tears to give,--it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence.
