A little library, growing every year, is an honorable part of a man’s history. It is a man’s duty to have books.
HENRY WARD BEECHERThe art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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It usually takes a hundred years to make a law, and then, after it has done its work; it usually takes a hundred years to get rid of it.
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See to it that each hour’s feelings, and thoughts, and actions are pure and true; then will your life be such.
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It’s easier to go down a hill than up it but the view is much better at the top.
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Are they dead that yet speak louder than we can speak, and a more universal language? Are they dead that yet act? Are they dead that yet move upon society and inspire the people with nobler motives and more heroic patriotism?
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No coffee can be good in the mouth that does not first send a sweet offering of odor to the nostrils.
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Repentance is another name for aspiration.
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Be a hard master to yourself – and be lenient to everybody else.
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Your greatest pleasure is that which rebounds from hearts that you have made glad.
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We should not judge people by their peak of excellence; but by the distance they have traveled from the point where they started.
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Interest works night and day in fair weather and in foul. It gnaws at a man’s substance with invisible teeth.
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To know that one has a secret is to know half the secret itself.
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Our best successes often come after our greatest disappointments.
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Adversity, if for no other reason, is of benefit, since it is sure to bring a season of sober reflection. People see clearer at such times. Storms purify the atmosphere.
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Love is the river of life in this world.
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You have come into a hard world. I know of only one easy place in it, and that is the grave.
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