• There are in this world blessed souls, whose sorrows all spring up into joys for others; whose earthly hopes, laid in the grave with many tears, are the seed from which spring healing flowers and balm for the desolate and the distressed.

    Harriet Beecher Stowe, Harriet Beecher STOWE (2015). “Uncle Tom's Cabin”, p.123, Harriet Beecher Stowe