One should have expected some terrible enormities charged to those who are excluded from heaven, as the reason; but no, — they are condemned for not … - Harriet Beecher Stowe

" "

One should have expected some terrible enormities charged to those who are excluded from heaven, as the reason; but no, — they are condemned for not doing positive good, as if that included every possible harm.

English
Collect this quote

About Harriet Beecher Stowe

Harriet Elizabeth Beecher Stowe (14 June 1811 – 1 July 1896) was an American abolitionist and writer, most famous as the author of the anti-slavery novel Uncle Tom's Cabin.

Biography information from Wikiquote

Also Known As

Birth Name: Elizabeth Harriet Beecher
Native Name: Harriet Beecher
Alternative Names: Christopher Crowfield Harriet Elizabeth Beecher Stowe Enrieta Elizabeth Beecher Stowe Harriet Elizabeth Beecher Harriet Elisabeth Beecher Stowe Harriet Elizabeth Beecher-Stowe
Unlimited Quote Collections

Organize your favorite quotes without limits. Create themed collections for every occasion with Premium.

Related quotes. More quotes will automatically load as you scroll down, or you can use the load more buttons.

Additional quotes by Harriet Beecher Stowe

Whoever visits some estates there, and witnesses the good-humored indulgence of some masters and mistresses, and the affectionate loyalty of some slaves, might be tempted to dream the oft-fabled poetic legend of a patriarchal institution, and all that; but over and above the scene there broods a portentous shadow — the shadow of law. So long as the law considers all these human beings, with beating hearts and living affections, only as so many things belonging to a master — so long as the failure, or misfortune, or imprudence, or death of the kindest owner, may cause them any day to exchange a life of kind protection and indulgence for one of hopeless misery and toil — so long it is impossible to make anything beautiful or desirable in the best regulated administration of slavery.

People have wondered where the seat of original sin is; I think it 's in the stomach. A man eats too much and neglects exercise, and the Devil has him all his own way, and the little imps, with their long black fingers, play on his nerves like a piano. Never overwork either body or mind, boys. All the work that a man can do that can be rested by one night's sleep is good for him, but fatigue that goes into the next day is always bad.

The heart has no tears to give, -it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence.

Loading...