Julia Ward Howe
Julia Ward Howe
Julia Ward Howewas an American poet and author, best known for writing "The Battle Hymn of the Republic". She was also an advocate for abolitionism and was a social activist, particularly for women's suffrage...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionActivist
Date of Birth27 May 1819
CountryUnited States of America
life forever ideals
Every life has its actual blanks, which the ideal must fill up, or which else remain bare & profitless forever.
going-out
How utterly are one's best thoughts invaded by this going out in society.
believe heart sacrifice
I want to take the word Christianity back to Christ himself, back to that mighty heart whose pulse seems to throb through the world to-day, that endless fountain of charity out of which I believe has come all true progress and all civilization that deserves the name .. I go back to that great Spirit which contemplated a sacrifice for the whole of humanity. That sacrifice is not one of exclusion, but of an infinite and endless and joyous inclusion. And I thank God for it.
sight limits metamorphosis
In the nature of things, I must soon lose sight of this sense of constant metamorphosis whose limits bound our human life.
marching-on lamps evening
I have seen him in the watchfires of a hundred circling camps They have builded him an altar in the evening dews and damps, I have read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps, His Day is marching on.
civilization broken eggshells
The broken eggshell of a civilization which time has hatched and devoured.
truth judging evil
Every newly discovered truth judges the world, separates the good from the evil, and calls on faithful souls to make sure of their election.
beauty should profession
It is not good for beauty that it should be a profession.
husband my-husband known
I have never known my husband to approve any act of mine which I myself valued.
work dark done
Much of the work of every life is done in the dark.
self wish rise-above
It is always legitimate to wish to rise above one's self, never above others.
god war eye
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord: / He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ...
war mean home
As men have often forsaken the plough and the anvil at the summons of war, let women now leave all that may be left of home for a great and earnest day of counsel. Let them meet first, as women, to bewail and commemorate the dead. Let them solemnly take counsel with each other as to the means whereby the great human family can live in peace.
baby children husband
My children are babies and my husband has scarcely half an hour in 24 to give me.