There are more quarrels smothered by just shutting your mouth, and holding it shut, than by all the wisdom in the world.
HENRY WARD BEECHERI never knew an early-rising, hard-working, prudent man, careful of his earnings, and strictly honest who complained of bad luck.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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The blossom cannot tell what becomes of its odor, and no person can tell what becomes of his or her influence and example.
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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.
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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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In the family, happiness is in the ratio in which each is serving the others, seeking one another’s good, and bearing one another’s burdens.
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Tears are often the telescope by which men see far into heaven.
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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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You have come into a hard world. I know of only one easy place in it, and that is the grave.
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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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A Christian is nothing but a sinful man who has put himself to school for Christ for the honest purpose of becoming better.
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We are but a point, a single comma, and God is the literature of eternity.
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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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Happiness is not the end of life: character is.
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The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world’s joy.
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We let our blessings get mouldy, and then call them curses.
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No man is more cheated than the selfish man.
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