Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.
HENRY WARD BEECHERI can forgive, but I cannot forget, is only another way of saying, I will not forgive. Forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note – torn in two, and burned up, so that it never can be shown against one.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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Children are unpredictable. You never know what inconsistency they are going to catch you in next.
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You are not called to be a canary in a cage. You are called to be an eagle, and to fly sun to sun, over continents.
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To become an able and successful man in any profession, three things are necessary, nature, study and practice.
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We go to the grave of a friend saying, “A man is dead,” but angels throng about him saying, “A man is born.”
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Well married a person has wings, poorly married shackles.
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Be a hard master to yourself – and be lenient to everybody else.
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God 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.
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The mother’s heart is the child’s schoolroom.
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Walking humbly, you are more of a man than you were when you walked proudly.
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There is no friendship, no love, like that of the parent for the child.
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Where is human nature so weak as in the bookstore?
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No grace can save any man unless he helps himself.
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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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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 the great tree-loving fraternity we belong. We love trees with universal and unfeigned love, and all things that do grow under them or around them – the whole leaf and root tribe.
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