What I spent, I had; What I kept, I lost; What I gave, I have.
HENRY WARD BEECHERHome should be an oratorio of the memory, singing to all our after life melodies and harmonies of old-remembered joy.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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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!
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True elegance becomes the more so as it approaches simplicity.
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You never know till you try to reach them how accessible men are; but you must approach each man by the right door.
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Home should be the center of joy, equatorial and tropical.
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A man’s character is the reality of himself; his reputation, the opinion others have formed about him; character resides in him, reputation in other people; that is the substance, this is the shadow.
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The most dangerous people are the ignorant.
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That was a judicious mother who said, “I obey my children for the first year of their lives, but ever after I expect them to obey me.
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It’s easier to go down a hill than up it but the view is much better at the top.
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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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Every young man would do well to remember that all successful business stands on the foundation of morality.
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Do not give, as many rich men do, like a hen that lays her eggs and then cackles.
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The real democratic American idea is, not that every man shall be on a level with every other man, but that every man shall have liberty to be what God made him, without hindrance.
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The first hour of the morning is the rudder of the day.
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Beauty may be said to be God’s trademark in creation.
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Where is human nature so weak as in the bookstore?
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