<p><span class="deck">Harriet Beecher Stowe, an extraordinary member of an extraordinary family, always claimed that God wrote</span> Uncle Tom’s Cabin</p>
<p>We can take pride in our nation, not as we pretend to a commission from God and a sacred destiny, but as we struggle to fulfill our deepest values in an inscrutable world.</p>
<p><span class="deck"> <span class="typestyle"> To stave off despair, the President relied on a sense of humor that was rich, self-deprecating—and surprisingly bawdy</span> </span></p>
<p><span class="deck">He was a capitalist. He was an urban reformer. He was a country boy. He was “Comrade Jesus,” a hardworking socialist. He was the world’s first ad man. For a century and a half, novelists have been trying to recapture the “real” Jesus.</span></p>
<p><span class="deck"> To early Americans the Old Testament and its scenes, even its speech and names, were as familiar as their own backyard</span> </p>
<p><span class="deck"><span class="typestyle">Brought to the stage without her consent, this enduring American drama did not bring the author a cent—but it gave actors a living for generations</span> </span></p>