It lies around us like a cloud--
A world we do not see;
Yet the sweet closing of an eye
May bring us there to be.
I'spect I growed. Don't think nobody never made me.
I's wicked I is. I's mighty wicked; anyhow I can't help it.
When winds are raging o'er the upper ocean
And billows wild contend with angry roar,
'T is said, far down beneath the wild commotion
That peaceful stillness reigneth evermore.
Far, far beneath, the noise of tempests dieth
And silver waves chime ever peacefully,
And no rude storm, how fierce soe'er it flyeth
Disturbs the Sabbath of that deeper sea.
I would not attack the faith of a heathen without being sure I had a better one to put in its place.
Whipping and abuse are like laudanum; you have to double the dose as the sensibilities decline.
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
All serious daring starts from within. -Harriet Beecher Stowe.
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone. -Harriet Beecher Stowe.
Perhaps it is impossible for a person who does no good to do no harm.
Women are the real architects of society. -Harriet Beecher Stowe.
Mothers are the most instinctive philosophers.
The obstinacy of cleverness and reason is nothing to the obstinacy of folly and inanity.
Whipping and abuse are like laudanum: you have to double the dose as the sensibilities decline.
Great as the preparations were for the dinner, everything was so contrived that not a soul in the house should be kept from the morning service of Thanksgiving in the church.
'Cause I's wicked,--I is. I's mighty wicked, anyhow, I can't help it.
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
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.