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Harriet Beecher Stowe Quotes

Harriet Beecher Stowe quotes about beautiful

American Author June 14, 1811 – July 1, 1896

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Her face was round and rosy, with a healthful downy softness, suggestive of a ripe peach. Her hair, partially silvered by age, was parted smoothly back from a high placed forehead, on which time had written no inscription, except peace on earth, good will to men, and beneath shone a large pair of clear, honest, loving brown eyes; you only needed to look straight into them, to feel that you saw to the bottom of a heart as good and true as ever throbbed in woman's bosom. So much has been said... Harriet Beecher Stowe
Harriet Beecher Stowe quote: "Love is very beautiful, but very, very sad."
Love is very beautiful, but very, very sad. Harriet Beecher Stowe
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. Harriet Beecher Stowe
Harriet Beecher Stowe quote: "So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls, why..."
So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls, why doesn't somebody wake up to the beauty of old women. Harriet Beecher Stowe
Death! Strange that there should be such a word, and such a thing, and we ever forget it; that one should be living, warm and beautiful, full of hopes, desires and wants, one day, and the next be gone, utterly gone, and forever! Harriet Beecher Stowe
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

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