Harriet Beecher Stowe

The longest way must have its close - the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning. ↗

— Harriet Beecher Stowe

#night #optimism #night

Of course, in a novel, people's hearts break, and they die and that is the end of it; and in a story this is very convenient. But in real life we do not die when all that makes life bright dies to us. ↗

— Harriet Beecher Stowe

#life

The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone. ↗

— Harriet Beecher Stowe

#deeds #graves #left #over #shed

Common sense is seeing things as they are; and doing things as they ought to be. ↗

— Harriet Beecher Stowe

#senisibility #common-sense

Treat 'em like dogs, and you'll have dogs' works and dogs' actions. Treat 'em like men, and you'll have men's works. ↗

— Harriet Beecher Stowe

#men

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. ↗

— Harriet Beecher Stowe

#reason #nature

Talk of the abuses of slavery! Humbug! The thing itself is the essence of all abuse! ↗

— Harriet Beecher Stowe

#slavery

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! ↗

— Harriet Beecher Stowe

#inspiration #new-day #beauty

Could I ever have loved you, had I not known you better than you know yourself? ↗

— Harriet Beecher Stowe

#love

Whipping and abuse are like laudanum: you have to double the dose as the sensibilities decline. ↗

— Harriet Beecher Stowe

#decline #dose #double #like #sensibilities