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Nobody had ever instructed him that a slave-ship, with a procession of expectant sharks in its wake, is a missionary institution, by which closely-packed heathen are brought over to enjoy the light of the Gospel.
Harriet Beecher Stowe
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Harriet Beecher Stowe
Age: 85 †
Born: 1811
Born: June 14
Died: 1896
Died: July 1
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Litchfield (town)
Connecticut
Christopher Crowfield
Harriet Elizabeth Beecher Stowe
Enrieta Elizabeth Beecher Stowe
Harriet Elizabeth Beecher
Harriet Elisabeth Beecher Stowe
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What a fool is he who locks his door to keep out spirits, who has in his own bosom a spirit he dares not meet alone whose voice, smothered far down, and piled over with mountains of earthliness, is yet like the forewarning trumpet of doom!
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God has always been to me not so much like a father as like a dear and tender mother.
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'Who was your mother?' 'Never had none!' said the child, with another grin. 'Never had any mother? What do you mean? Where were you born?' 'Never was born!' 'Do you know who made you?' 'Nobody, as I knows on,' said the child, with a short laugh. . . . 'I 'spect I grow'd.'
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I am one of the sort that lives by throwing stones at other people's glass houses, but I never mean to put up one for them to stone.
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I 'spect I growed. Don't think nobody never made me.
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Fanaticism is governed by imagination rather than judgment.
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