A man who cannot get angry is like a stream that cannot overflow, that is always turbid. Sometimes indignation is as good as a thunderstorm in summer, clearing and cooling the air.
HENRY WARD BEECHERGratitude is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul.
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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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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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The beginning is the promise of the end.
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Ones best success comes after their greatest disappointments.
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Troubles are often the tools by which God fashions us for better things.
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Next to victory, there is nothing so sweet as defeat, if only the right adversary overcomes you.
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Compassion will cure more sins than condemnation.
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The sphere that is deepest, most unexplored, and most unfathomable, the wonder and glory of God’s thought and hand, is our own soul!
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When a man says that he is perfect already, there is only one of two places for him, and that is heaven or the lunatic asylum.
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In this world it is not what we take up, but what we give up, that makes us rich.
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The human soul is God’s treasury, out of which he coins unspeakable riches.
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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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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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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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The mother’s heart is the child’s schoolroom.
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