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Home - that blessed word, which opens to the human heart the most perfect glimpse of Heaven, and helps to carry it thither, as on an angel's wings.
Lydia M. Child
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Lydia M. Child
Age: 78 †
Born: 1802
Born: January 1
Died: 1880
Died: January 1
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Massachusetts
Lydia Maria Francis Child
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I was gravely warned by some of my female acquaintances that no woman could expect to be regarded as a lady after she had written a book.
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All who strive to live for something beyond mere selfish aims find their capacities for doing good very inadequate to their aspirations. They do so much less than they want to do, and so much less than they, at the outset, expected to do, that their lives, viewed retrospectively, inevitably look like failure.
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To everything there is a bright side and a dark side and I hold it to be unwise, unphilosophic, unkind to others, and unhealthy for one's own soul, to form the habit of looking on the dark side. Cheerfulness is to the spiritual atmosphere what sunshine is to the earthly landscape. I am resolved to cherish cheerfulness with might and main.
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Make people happy and there will not be half the quarreling, or a tenth part of the wickedness there now is.
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Misfortune is never mournful to the soul that accepts it for such do always see that every cloud is an angel's face.
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Yours for the unshackled exercise of every faculty by every human being.
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A human heart can never grow old if it takes a lively interest in the pairing of birds, the reproduction of flowers, and the changing tints of autumn leaves.
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I keep working because I am quite sure that no particle of goodness or truth is ever really lost, however appearances may be to the contrary.
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The eye of genius has always a plaintive expression, and its natural language is pathos.
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We first crush people to the earth, and then claim the right of trampling on them forever, because they are prostrate.
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A reformer is one who sets forth cheerfully toward sure defeat.
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Love is the divine quality that everywhere produces and restores life. To each and every one of us, it gives the power of working miracles if we will.
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It is my mission to help in the breaking down of classes, and to make all men feel as if they were brethren of the same family, sharing the same rights, the same capabilities, and the same responsibilities. While my hand can hold a pen, I will use it to this end and while my brain can earn a dollar, I will devote it to this end.
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Not in vain is Ireland pouring itself all over the earth. The Irish, with their glowing hearts and reverent credulity, are needed in this cold age of intellect and skepticism.
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Woman stock is rising in the market. I shall not live to see women vote, but I'll come and rap on the ballot box.
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It is impossible to exaggerate the evil work theology has done in the world.
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It is right noble to fight with wickedness and wrong the mistake is in supposing that spiritual evil can be overcome by physical means.
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Birds and beasts have in fact our own nature, flattened a semi-tone.
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Neither lemonade nor anything else can prevent the inroads of old age. At present, I am stoical under its advances, and hope I shall remain so. I have but one prayer at heart and that is, to have my faculties so far preserved that I can be useful, in some way or other, to the last.
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Nature made us individuals, as she did the flowers and the pebbles but we are afraid to be peculiar, and so our society resembles a bag of marbles, or a string of mold candles. Why should we all dress after the same fashion? The frost never paints my windows twice alike.
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