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Rebecca Harding Davis
Rebecca Harding Davis
American Author
Born: Jun 24, 1831
Died: Sep 29, 1910
Great Life Man May War You
Related authors: F. Scott Fitzgerald Frederick Douglass Helen Keller Henry David Thoreau Joyce Meyer Mark Twain Og Mandino Zig Ziglar
Reform is born of need, not pity. Rebecca Harding Davis
Born Reform Pity Need
It has happened to me to meet many of the men of my day whom the world agreed to call great. Rebecca Harding Davis
Day Great Me World Men Meet Call Happened Many Agreed Whom
Every child was taught from his cradle that money was Mammon, the chief agent of the flesh and the devil. Rebecca Harding Davis
Money Devil Every His Chief Child Cradle Taught Agent Flesh
It was part of your religion to hate the British. Rebecca Harding Davis
Religion Hate Part Your British
War may be an armed angel with a mission, but she has the personal habits of the slums. Rebecca Harding Davis
War Angel Slums Habits Armed Mission She Personal May
You will find the poet who wrings the heart of the world, or the foremost captain of his time, driving a bargain or paring a potato, just as you would do. Rebecca Harding Davis
Time You Heart World Will Poet Would Find Potato Driving His Foremost Just Bargain Who Captain
Sitting by the chimney corner as we grow old, the commonest things around us take on live meanings and hint at the difference between these driving times and the calm, slow moving days when we were young. Rebecca Harding Davis
Old Slow Calm Young Live Corner Take Driving Between Days Around Hint Were Times Sitting Difference Chimney Moving Us Meanings Grow Things
Crime, to the man of the forties, was an alien monstrous terror. Rebecca Harding Davis
Man Crime Alien Monstrous Terror Forties
It is a good rule never to see or talk to the man whose words have wrung your heart, or helped it, just as it is wise not to look down too closely at the luminous glow which sometimes shines on your path on a summer night, if you would not see the ugly worm below. Rebecca Harding Davis
Good You Wise Man Heart Words Sometimes Ugly Path Down Too Worm Summer Rule Would See Never Look Talk Glow Shines Closely Just Which Your Helped Whose Luminous Night Below
No man surely has so short a memory as the American. Rebecca Harding Davis
Man Memory Surely American Short
But remember, I am no politician, and no seer into souls. Rebecca Harding Davis
Remember Politician Seer Souls Am
The only hero known to my childhood was Henry Clay. Rebecca Harding Davis
Hero Only Clay Known Childhood Henry

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