Quotes By Harriet Beecher Stowe

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

Friendships are discovered rather than made.

Any mind that is capable of real sorrow is capable of good.

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.

It's a matter of taking the side of the weak against the strong, something the best people have always done.

Human nature is above all things lazy.

The obstinacy of cleverness and reason is nothing to the obstinacy of folly and inanity.

When you get into a tight place and everything goes against you, till it seems as though you could not hang on a minute longer, never give up then, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.

To do common things perfectly is far better worth our endeavor than to do uncommon things respectably.

No one is so thoroughly superstitious as the godless man.

I would not attack the faith of a heathen without being sure I had a better one to put in its place.

Where painting is weakest, namely, in the expression of the highest moral and spiritual ideas, there music is sublimely strong.

Perhaps it is impossible for a person who does no good to do no harm.

Everyone confesses that exertion which brings out all the powers of body and mind is the best thing for us; but most people do all they can to get rid of it, and as a general rule nobody does much more than circumstances drive them to do.

So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls, why doesn't somebody wake up to the beauty of old women.

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.

The past, the present and the future are really one: they are today.

A woman's health is her capital.

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

Most mothers are instinctive philosophers.

A man builds a house in England with the expectation of living in it and leaving it to his children; we shed our houses in America as easily as a snail does his shell.

All places where women are excluded tend downward to barbarism; but the moment she is introduced, there come in with her courtesy, cleanliness, sobriety, and order.

I did not write it. God wrote it. I merely did his dictation.

One would like to be grand and heroic, if one could; but if not, why try at all? One wants to be very something, very great, very heroic; or if not that, then at least very stylish and very fashionable. It is this everlasting mediocrity that bores me.

Never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.