The underlying foundation of life in New England was one of profound, unutterable, and therefore unuttered, melancholy, which regarded human existence itself as a ghastly risk, and, in the case of the...
Talk of the abuses of slavery! Humbug! The thing itself is the essence of all abuse!
Perhaps you laugh too, dear reader; but you know humanity comes out in a variety of strange forms now-a-days, and there is no end to the odd things that humane people will say and do.
Have not many of us, in the weary way of life, felt, in some hours, how far easier it were to die than to live?The martyr, when faced even by a death of bodily anguish and horror, finds in the very te...
Talk about keeping slaves, as if we did it for our convenience, said Marie. I'm sure, if we consulted that, we might let them all go at once.Evangeline fixed her large, serious eyes on her mother's fa...
Perhaps, said Miss Ophelia, it is impossible for a person who does no good not to do harm.
For, so inconsistent is human nature, especially in the ideal, that not to undertake a thing at all seems better than to undertake and come short.
When winds are raging o'er the upper ocean,And billows wild contend with angry roar,'Tis said, far down beneath the wild commotion,That peaceful stillness reigneth evermore. Far, far beneath, the nois...
What's your hurry?Because now is the only time there ever is to do a thing in, said Miss Ophelia.
Tom opened his eyes, and looked upon his master. Ye poor miserable critter! he said, there ain't no more ye can do! I forgive ye, with all my soul! and he fainted entirely away.
No one is so thoroughly superstitious as the godless man
My view of Christianity is such, that I think no man can consistently profess it without throwing the whole weight of his being against the monstrous system of injustice that lies at the foundation of...
But, of old, there was One whose suffering changed an instrument of torture, degradation and shame, into a symbol of glory, honor, and immortal life; and, where His spirit is, neither degrading stripe...
Any mind that is capable of a real sorrow is capable of good.
The truth is the kindest thing we can give folks in the end.
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 wi...
Look at me, now. Don't I sit before you, e very way, just as much a man as you are? Look at my face—look at my hands—look at my body, and the young man dr ew himself up proudly. Why am I not a man, as...
What is it that sometimes speaks in the soul so calmly, so clearly, that its earthly time is short? Is it the secret instinct of decaying nature, or the soul's impulsive throb, as immortality draws on...
There are in this world blessed souls, whose sorrows all spring up into joys for others; whose earthly hopes, laid in the grave with many tears, are the seed from which spring healing flowers and balm...
O yes! a machine for saving work, is it? He'd invent that, I'll be bound; let a nigger alone for that, any time. They are all labor-saving machines themselves, every one of 'em. No, he shall tramp!