The unthankful heart discovers no mercies; but let the thankful heart sweep through the day and, as the magnet finds the iron, so it will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings!
HENRY WARD BEECHERIt’s easier to go down a hill than up it but the view is much better at the top.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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Do not be afraid of defeat. You are never so near victory as when you are defeated in a good cause.
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We need not fear shipwreck when God is the pilot.
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We go to the grave of a friend saying, “A man is dead,” but angels throng about him saying, “A man is born.”
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A world without a Sabbath would be like a man without a smile, like summer without flowers, and like a homestead without a garden. It is the most joyous day of the week.
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Downright admonition, as a rule, is too blunt for the recipient.
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It is defeat that turns bone to flint; it is defeat that turns gristle to muscle; it is defeat that makes men invincible. Do not then be afraid of defeat. You are never so near to victory as when defeated in a good cause.
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Blessed are they who know how to shine on one’s gloom with their cheer.
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True elegance becomes the more so as it approaches simplicity.
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Involved sentences, crooked, circuitous, and parenthetical, no matter how musically they may be balanced, are prejudicial to a facile understanding of the truth.
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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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There is no friendship, no love, like that of the parent for the child.
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No emotion, any more than a wave, can long retain its own individual form.
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Walking humbly, you are more of a man than you were when you walked proudly.
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We never know the love of the parent for the child till we become parents.
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The head learns new things, but the heart forever practices old experiences.
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