Every tomorrow has two handles. We can take hold of it with the handle of anxiety or the handle of faith.
HENRY WARD BEECHERA man in the right, with God on his side, is in the majority, though he be alone, for God is multitudinous above all populations of the earth.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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It is for men to choose whether they will govern themselves or be governed.
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A man’s character is the reality of himself; his reputation, the opinion others have formed about him; character resides in him, reputation in other people; that is the substance, this is the shadow.
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Life would be a perpetual flea hunt if a man were obliged to run down all the innuendoes, inveracities, and insinuations and misrepresentations which are uttered against him.
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Whatever is almost true is quite false, and among the most dangerous of errors, because being so near truth, it is more likely to lead astray.
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In the early ages men ruled by strength; now they rule by brain, and so long as there is only one man in the world who can think and plan, he will stand head and shoulders above him who cannot.
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Don’t look where you fall, but where you slipped.
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Repentance is another name for aspiration.
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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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It is not in the nature of true greatness to be exclusive and arrogant.
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True obedience is true freedom.
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Gratitude is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul.
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The thankful heart will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings.
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If you are idle, you are on the road to ruin; and there are few stopping-places upon it. It is rather a precipice than a road
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Blessed are they who know how to shine on one’s gloom with their cheer.
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Joy is more divine than sorrow, for joy is bread and sorrow is medicine.
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