Tears are often the telescope by which men see far into heaven.
HENRY WARD BEECHERPride slays thanksgiving, but a humble mind is the soil out of which thanks naturally grow. A proud man is seldom a grateful man, for he never thinks he gets as much as he deserves.
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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 need not fear shipwreck when God is the pilot.
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Pushing any truth out very far, you are met by a counter-truth.
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It is for men to choose whether they will govern themselves or be governed.
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See to it that each hour’s feelings, and thoughts, and actions are pure and true; then will your life be such.
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All men are tempted. There is no man that lives that can’t be broken down, provided it is the right temptation, put in the right spot.
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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 thoughtful mind, when it sees a Nation’s flag, sees not the flag only, but the Nation itself; and whatever may be its symbols, its insignia, he reads chiefly in the flag the Government, the principles, the truths, the history which belongs to the Nation that sets it forth.
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The meanest thing in the world is the devil.
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Children are unpredictable. You never know what inconsistency they are going to catch you in next.
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People may talk about the equality of the sexes! They are not equal. The silent smile of a sensible, loving woman will vanquish ten men.
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It is not merely cruelty that leads men to love war, it is excitement.
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Faith is spiritualized imagination.
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No coffee can be good in the mouth that does not first send a sweet offering of odor to the nostrils.
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Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.
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