Some people are proud of their humility.
HENRY WARD BEECHERHome should be an oratorio of the memory, singing to all our after life melodies and harmonies of old-remembered joy.
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When a man sells eleven ounces for twelve, he makes a compact with the devil, and sells himself for the value of an ounce.
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The real man is one who always finds excuses for others, but never excuses himself.
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Well married a person has wings, poorly married shackles.
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As warmth makes even glaciers trickle, and opens streams in the ribs of frozen mountains, so the heart knows the full flow and life of its grief only when it begins to melt and pass away.
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It usually takes a hundred years to make a law, and then, after it has done its work; it usually takes a hundred years to get rid of it.
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I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love.
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Whatever is almost true is quite false, and among the most dangerous of errors, because being so near truth, it is more likely to lead astray.
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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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Death is the Christian’s vacation morning. School is out. It is time to go home.
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We never know the love of the parent for the child till we become parents.
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Pride 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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No grace can save any man unless he helps himself.
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Sorrow makes men sincere.
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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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We are but a point, a single comma, and God is the literature of eternity.
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