When the unwelcome little unborn shall have seen the light my brain will be lightened, and I shall have a clearer mind. Thank God that even this weary nine months shall come to an end and leave me in possession of my own body and my own soul.
About Julia Ward Howe
Julia Ward Howewas an American author and poet, known for writing the “Battle Hymn of the Republic” as new lyrics to an existing song, and the original 1870 pacifist Mothers’ Day Proclamation. She was also an advocate for abolitionism and a social activist, particularly for women’s suffrage.
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I take refuge in my books.
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Theology in general seems to me a substitution of human ingenuity for divine wisdom.
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Beneath all differences of doctrine or discipline there exists a fundamental agreement as to the simple, absolute essentials in religion.
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The blind must not only be fed and housed and cared for; they must learn to make thir lives useful to the community.
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I am confirmed in my division of human energies. Ambitious people climb, but faithful people build.
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The strokes of the pen need deliberation as much as the sword needs swiftness.
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When the unwelcome little unborn shall have seen the light my brain will be lightened, and I shall have a clearer mind. Thank God that even this weary nine months shall come to an end and leave me in possession of my own body and my own soul.
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I sometimes think God allows Great Britain to be unprincipled for the good of mankind.
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I know not why there is such a melancholy feeling attached to the remembrance of past happiness, except that we fear that the future can have nothing so bright as the past.
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Disarm, disarm. The sword of murder is not the balance of justice. Blood does not wipe out dishonor, nor violence indicate possession.
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I was born ‘neath a clouded star.
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Massachusetts women as a rule adhere too strongly to old-time conventions.
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I shall stick to my resolution of writing always what I think no matter whom it offends.
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How utterly are one’s best thoughts invaded by this going out in society.
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The frozen ocean… of Boston life.
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Boston is an oasis in the desert, a place where the larger proportion of people are loving, rational and happy.
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God forgive me if I do wrong in following with ardor the strongest instincts of my nature.
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Marriage, like death, is a debt we owe to nature.
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I never could be good when I was not happy.
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While your life is the true expression of your faith, whom can you fear?
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