A 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.
HENRY WARD BEECHERTears are often the telescope by which men see far into heaven.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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A little library, growing every year, is an honorable part of a man’s history. It is a man’s duty to have books.
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To array a man’s will against his sickness is the supreme art of medicine.
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The things that hurt us teach us.
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Every man should keep a fair-sized cemetery in which to bury the faults of his friends.
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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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Troubles are often the tools by which God fashions us for better things.
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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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The best lessons a man ever learns are from his mistakes. It is not for want of schoolmasters that we are still ignorant.
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The Church is not a gallery for the exhibition of eminent Christians, but a school for the education of imperfect ones.
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There is a power in the human mind to see things as they are but there is equally a power to see things as they might be.
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True obedience is true freedom.
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The advertisements in a newspaper are more full knowledge in respect to what is going on in a state or community than the editorial columns are.
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It is not in the nature of true greatness to be exclusive and arrogant.
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Spreading Christianity abroad is sometimes an excuse for not having it at home.
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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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