But remember, I am no politician, and no seer into souls. Rebecca Harding Davis politicianrememberseer Change image and share on social
I went to Concord, a young woman from the backwoods, firm in belief that Emerson was the first of living men. He was the modern Moses who had talked with God apart and could interpret Him to us. Rebecca Harding Davis backwoodbeliefconcord Change image and share on social
You were only truly patriotic if you had a laborer for a grandfather and were glad of it. Rebecca Harding Davis gladgrandfatherlaborer Change image and share on social
The sun, the earth, love, friends, our very breath are parts of the banquet. Rebecca Harding Davis banquetbreathearth Change image and share on social
War may be an armed angel with a mission, but she has the personal habits of the slums. Rebecca Harding Davis angelarmhabit Change image and share on social
It has happened to me to meet many of the men of my day whom the world agreed to call great. Rebecca Harding Davis agreecallday Change image and share on social
Reform is born of need, not pity. Rebecca Harding Davis bearpityreform Change image and share on social
No man surely has so short a memory as the American. Rebecca Harding Davis americanmanmemory Change image and share on social
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 calmchimneycommon share on social
America may have great poets and novelists, but she never will have more than one necromancer. Rebecca Harding Davis americagreatnecromancer Change image and share on social
