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The eye of genius has always a plaintive expression, and its natural language is pathos.
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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Medford
Massachusetts
Lydia Maria Francis Child
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Law is not law, if it violates the principles of eternal justice.
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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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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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An effort made for the happiness of others lifts above ourselves.
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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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The laws of our being are such that we must perform some degree of use in the world, whether we intend it, or not but we can deprive ourselves of its indwelling joy, by acting entirely from the love of self.
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I think we have reason to thank God for Abraham Lincoln. With all his deficiencies, it must be admitted that he has grown continually.
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Work! work! that is my unfailing cure for all troubles.
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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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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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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.
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Over the river and through the wood, To grandfather's house we go The horse knows the way To carry the sleigh, Through the white and drifted snow.
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There was a time when all these things would have passed me by, like the flitting figures of a theatre, sufficient for the amusement of an hour. But now, I have lost the power of looking merely on the surface.
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Blessed indeed is the man who hears many gentle voices call him father.
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Thy treasures of gold Are dim with the blood of the hearts thou hast sold Thy home may be lovely, but round it I hear The crack of the whip, and the footsteps of fear.
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Reverence is the highest quality of man's nature and that individual, or nation, which has it slightly developed, is so far unfortunate. It is a strong spiritual instinct, and seeks to form channels for itself where none exists thus Americans, in the dearth of other objects to worship, fall to worshiping themselves.
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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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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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Birds and beasts have in fact our own nature, flattened a semi-tone.
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Yours for the unshackled exercise of every faculty by every human being.
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