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Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.

Henry Ward Beecher

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The meanest thing in the world is the devil.
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No emotion, any more than a wave, can long retain its own individual form.
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Gratitude is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul.
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Beauty may be said to be God’s trademark in creation.
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I think you might dispense with half your doctors if you would only consult Dr. Sun more.
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A man in the right, with God on his side, is in the majority, though he be alone, for God is multitudinous above all populations of the earth.
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Find out what your temptations are, and you will find out largely what you are yourself.
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To array a man’s will against his sickness is the supreme art of medicine.
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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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The ability to convert ideas to things is the secret of outward success.
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A library is not a luxury but one of the necessities of life.
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God sends experience to paint men’s portraits.
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If a man can have only one kind of sense, let him have common sense. If he has that and uncommon sense too, he is not far from genius.
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No matter what looms ahead, if you can eat today, enjoy today, mix good cheer with friends today enjoy it and bless God for it.
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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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Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable.
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Troubles are often the tools by which God fashions us for better things.
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Books are not made for furniture, but there is nothing else that so beautifully furnishes a house.
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It will not do to be saints at meeting and sinners everywhere else.
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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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Faith is spiritualized imagination.
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Sorrow makes men sincere.
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Every tomorrow has two handles. We can take hold of it with the handle of anxiety or the handle of faith.
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We let our blessings get mouldy, and then call them curses.
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Sorrows, as storms, bring down the clouds close to the earth; sorrows bring heaven down close; and they are instruments of cleansing and purifying.
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I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love.
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