Harriet Beecher Stowe

The truth is the kindest thing we can give folks in the end.

When you get into a tight place and it seems that you can't go on, hold on--for that's just the place and the time that the tide will turn.

Liberty!--Electric word! What is it? Is there anything more in it than a name--a rhetorical flourish? Why, men and women of America, does your hearts blood thrill at that word, for which your fathers bled, and your braver mothers were willing that their noblest and best should die? Is there anything in it glorious and dear for a nation, that is not also glorious and dear for a man?

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

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

Is what you hear at church religion? Is that which can bend, turn, and descend and ascend, to fit every crooked phrase of selfish, worldly society religion? Is that religion which is scrupulous, less generous, less just, less considerate for man, than even my own ungodly, worldly, blinded nature? No! When I look for religion, I must look for something above me, and not something beneath.

Women are the real architects of society.

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

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.