Adversity, if for no other reason, is of benefit, since it is sure to bring a season of sober reflection. People see clearer at such times. Storms purify the atmosphere.
HENRY WARD BEECHERA 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.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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A man who does not know how to be angry, does not know how to be good. Now and then a man should be shaken to the core with indignation over things evil.
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The cynic puts all human actions into two classes – openly bad and secretly bad.
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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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True elegance becomes the more so as it approaches simplicity.
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There are more quarrels smothered by just shutting your mouth, and holding it shut, than by all the wisdom in the world.
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“I can forgive, but I cannot forget,” is only another way of saying, “I will not forgive.”
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The beginning is the promise of the end.
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Greatness lies not in being strong, but in the right use of strength.
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Children are unpredictable. You never know what inconsistency they are going to catch you in next.
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The human soul is God’s treasury, out of which he coins unspeakable riches.
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Where is human nature so weak as in the bookstore?
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Your greatest pleasure is that which rebounds from hearts that you have made glad.
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Next to victory, there is nothing so sweet as defeat, if only the right adversary overcomes you.
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The things that hurt us teach us.
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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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