The power of fictitious writing, for good as well as evil is a thing which ought most seriously to be reflected on. No one can fail to see that in our day it is becoming a very great agency.

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

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

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

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

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

No ornament of a house can compare with books; they are constant company in a room, even when you are not reading them.

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

I feel now that the time is come when even a woman or a child who can speak a word for freedom and humanity is bound to speak... I hope every woman who can write will not be silent.

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

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

You can win war without fighting and you must not fight a war in order to win. The battle is of the Lord.

If things are built on a poor foundation, there is absolutely nothing there”.

They are never alone that are accompanied with noble thoughts.

As I very much liked to draw and paint as a child, I entered a special art program in high school, which was very much like being in an art school imbedded in a regular high school curriculum.

When she packed up to leave, she knew that she was saying goodbye to something important, which was not that bad, in a way, because it meant that at least you had said hello to it to begin with.

I'd say if you can, seize the opportunity, to go to a college or university and strengthen what it is that you have.

I'm not much of a partier anymore. I enjoy clarity much more.

Do not fear to tell Jesus that you love Him even without feeling it. That is the way to force Jesus to help you, to carry you like a little child too feeble to walk.

I think ideas should be flying about and banging into each other. It is a kind of energy. If you occupy static positions, then things sort of ossify.

When we lose, I eat. When we win, I eat. I also eat when we're rained out.