What did Harriet Beecher Stowe mean by: …the heart has no tears to give,–it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence. - Harriet Beecher Stowe Author · USA Copy
+ God has always been to me not so much like a father as like a dear and tender mother. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Harriet Beecher Stowe, Dear, Father, Mother, 0 - Harriet Beecher Stowe Author · USA
+ The longest way must have its close – the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Harriet Beecher Stowe, Good Morning, Night, Optimistic, 0 - Harriet Beecher Stowe Author · USA
+ the Lord gives good many things twice over; but he don’t give ye a mother but once. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Harriet Beecher Stowe, Good Man, Mother, 0 - Harriet Beecher Stowe Author · USA
+ Money is a great help everywhere; – can’t have too much, if you get it honestly. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Harriet Beecher Stowe, Helping, Honestly, 0 - Harriet Beecher Stowe Author · USA
+ Behold! thou hast one more chance! Strive for immortal glory! Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Harriet Beecher Stowe, Chance, Glory, 0 - Harriet Beecher Stowe Author · USA
+ The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Harriet Beecher Stowe, Happiness, Relationships, Sympathy, 0 - Harriet Beecher Stowe Author · USA
+ Just so sure as one puts on any old rag, and thinks nobody will come, company is sure to call. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Harriet Beecher Stowe, Clothes, Rags, 0 - Harriet Beecher Stowe Author · USA
+ Sensitive people never like the fatigue of justifying their instincts. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Harriet Beecher Stowe, Intuition, Sensitive, 0 - Harriet Beecher Stowe Author · USA
What uniform can I wear to hide my heavy heart? It is too heavy. It will always show. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
We are more sociable, and get on better with people by the heart than the intellect. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We never love with all our heart and all our soul but once, and that is the first time. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
There are no elements so diverse that they cannot be joined in the heart of a man. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Memory, wit, fancy, acuteness, cannot grow young again in old age, but the heart can. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
A noble heart cannot suspect in others the pettiness and malice that it has never felt. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
The heart that can no longer love passionately must with fury hate. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
