Harriet Beecher Stowe Quotes About Soul

Quotes about: Soul

• Sweet souls around us watch us still, press nearer to our side; Into our thoughts, into our prayers, with gentle helpings glide.

  Harriet Beecher Stowe

  Inspirational, Sympathy, Sweet

  Harriet Beecher Stowe (1867). “Religious Poems”, p.21

• Let my soul calm itself, O Christ, in Thee. This is true.

  Harriet Beecher Stowe

  Soul, Calm, Christ

  "Life's Mystery". "The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song". Book by Charlotte Fiske Rogé, p. 544, 1882.

• What makes saintliness in my view, as distinguished from ordinary goodness, is a certain quality of magnanimity and greatness of soul that brings life within the circle of the heroic.

  Harriet Beecher Stowe

  Greatness, Views, Circles

  Harriet Beecher Stowe, Harriet Beecher STOWE (2016). “Collected Works (Complete and Illustrated Editions: Uncle Tom's Cabin, Queer Little Folks, The Chimney-Corner, ...)”, p.645, Harriet Beecher Stowe

• A cook she certainly was, in the very bone and centre of her soul. Not a....turkey....in the barn-yard but looked grave when they saw her approaching, and seemed evidently to be reflecting on their latter end; and certain it was that she was always meditating on trussing, stuffing and roasting, to a degree that was calculated to inspire terror in any reflecting fowl living.

  Harriet Beecher Stowe

  Turkeys, Inspire, Soul

• There are in this world blessed souls, whose sorrows all spring up into joys for others; whose earthly hopes, laid in the grave with many tears, are the seed from which spring healing flowers and balm for the desolate and the distressed.

  Harriet Beecher Stowe

  Spring, Flower, Blessed

  Harriet Beecher Stowe, Harriet Beecher STOWE (2015). “Uncle Tom's Cabin”, p.123, Harriet Beecher Stowe

• What is it that sometimes speaks in the soul so calmly, so clearly, that its earthly time is short? Is it the secret instinct of decaying nature, or the soul's impulsive throb, as immortality draws on? Be what it may, it rested in the heart of Eva, a calm, sweet, prophetic certainty that Heaven was near; calm as the light of sunset, sweet as the bright stillness of autumn, there her little heart reposed, only troubled by sorrow for those who loved her so dearly.

  Harriet Beecher Stowe

  Sweet, Heart, Sunset

  Harriet Beecher Stowe (2008). “Uncle Toms Cabin: Life Among the Lowly: Easyread Large Edition”, p.95, ReadHowYouWant.com

• The soul awakes ... between two dim eternities - the eternal past, the eternal future.

  Harriet Beecher Stowe

  Past, Two, Soul

  Harriet Beecher Stowe, Harriet Beecher STOWE (2016). “Collected Works (Complete and Illustrated Editions: Uncle Tom's Cabin, Queer Little Folks, The Chimney-Corner, ...)”, p.236, Harriet Beecher Stowe

• I b'lieve in religion, and one of these days, when I've got matters tight and snug, I calculates to tend to my soul.

  Harriet Beecher Stowe

  Soul, Religion, Matter

  Harriet Beecher Stowe, Harriet Beecher STOWE (2016). “Collected Works (Complete and Illustrated Editions: Uncle Tom's Cabin, Queer Little Folks, The Chimney-Corner, ...)”, p.63, Harriet Beecher Stowe

• The ship, built on one element, but designed to have its life in another, seemed an image of the soul, formed and fashioned with many a weary hammer-stroke in this life, but finding its true element only when it sails out into the ocean of eternity.

  Harriet Beecher Stowe

  Ocean, Soul, Hammers

• After all, let a man take what pains he may to hush it down, a human soul is an awful, ghostly, unquiet possession for a bad man to have. Who knows the metes and bounds of it? Who knows all its awful perhapses,--those shudderings and tremblings, which it can no more live down than it can outlive its own eternity?

  Harriet Beecher Stowe

  Pain, Men, Soul

  Harriet Beecher Stowe, Harriet Beecher STOWE (2016). “Collected Works (Complete and Illustrated Editions: Uncle Tom's Cabin, Queer Little Folks, The Chimney-Corner, ...)”, p.387, Harriet Beecher Stowe

• Many a humble soul will be amazed to find that the seed it sowed in weakness, in the dust of daily life, has blossomed into immortal flowers under the eye of the Lord.

  Harriet Beecher Stowe

  Flower, Humble, Eye

  Harriet Beecher Stowe, Harriet Beecher STOWE (2016). “Collected Works (Complete and Illustrated Editions: Uncle Tom's Cabin, Queer Little Folks, The Chimney-Corner, ...)”, p.645, Harriet Beecher Stowe

• Great as the planning were for the dinner, the lot was so contrived that not a soul in the house be supposed to be kept from the break of day ceremony of Blessing in the church.

  Harriet Beecher Stowe

  Blessing, House, Soul

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