Sophie Huget

“Where is human nature so weak as in the bookstore?”
― Henry Ward Beecherr

“Once in an age God sends to some of us a friend who loves in us, not a false-imagining, an unreal character, but looking through the rubbish of our imperfections, loves in us the divine ideal of our nature,--loves, not the man that we are, but the angel that we may be.”
― Harriet Beecher Stowe

“The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.”
― Harriet Beecher Stowe, Little Foxes; or, The Insignificant Little Habits Which Mar Domestic Happiness

“Books are not made for furniture, but there is nothing else that so beautifully furnishes a house.”
― Henry Ward Beecher