Happiness is not the end of life: character is.
HENRY WARD BEECHERGod has made sleep to be a sponge by which to rub out fatigue. A man’s roots are planted in night as in a soil.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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It is not merely cruelty that leads men to love war, it is excitement.
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The head learns new things, but the heart forever practices old experiences.
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If a man can have only one kind of sense, let him have common sense. If he has that and uncommon sense too, he is not far from genius.
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Home should be an oratorio of the memory, singing to all our after life melodies and harmonies of old-remembered joy.
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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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A person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs. It’s jolted by every pebble on the road.
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The meanest thing in the world is the devil.
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Faith is spiritualized imagination.
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It is not when the cable lies coiled up on the deck that you know how strong or how weak it is; it is when it is put to the test.
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It is defeat that turns bone to flint; it is defeat that turns gristle to muscle; it is defeat that makes men invincible. Do not then be afraid of defeat. You are never so near to victory as when defeated in a good cause.
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What I spent, I had; What I kept, I lost; What I gave, I have.
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The blossom cannot tell what becomes of its odor, and no person can tell what becomes of his or her influence and example.
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Troubles are often the tools by which God fashions us for better things.
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Debt rolls a man over and over, binding him hand and foot, and letting him hang upon the fatal mesh until the long-legged interest devours him.
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Books are not made for furniture, but there is nothing else that so beautifully furnishes a house.
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