Harriyet Biçer-Stou

Есть в нашем мире прекрасные души, чьи горести оборачиваются благом для других людей; из чьих земных надежд, погребенных в могиле и политых жгучими слезами, как из семян вырастают цветы, целительные для разбитых сердец.

Когда вам становится очень туго, и все оборачивается против вас, и, кажется нет сил терпеть ни одной минуты больше, ни за что не отступайте, именно в такие моменты наступает перелом в борьбе.

Религия! Разве то, что преподносят вам в церкви, – религия? Это – скользкая и гибкая доктрина, приспосабливающаяся к капризам и требованиям эгоистического светского общества!

. If we were on the spot to-day, we should see a modern American seaport, with an interest of its own, but by no means a romantic one.

gave him a breakfast out of her little package. The boy wondered and grieved that she could not eat, and when putting his arms round her neck he tried to force some of his cake into her mouth, it seemed to her that the rising in her throat would choke her. "No, no, Harry, darling! mother can't eat till you are safe! We must go on – on – till we come to the river." And she hurried again into the road and proceeded on her journey. When the trader came to take away Harry, he was in a great rage, because neither the boy nor his mother could be found. The master who sold him was also very angry, and ordered two of his negroes, called Andy and Sam, to bring out two of the swiftest horses, and help the trader to pursue Eliza, and take Harry from her. Andy and Sam did not like that work, but being slaves, they dare not disobey. However, they did what they could to detain the trader; for, pretending to be in great haste, they squalled for this and that, and frightened the horses, till they ran off over hedges and ditches, with Andy and Sam after them, laughing till their sides ached... Далее