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.
HENRY WARD BEECHERThe Church is not a gallery for the exhibition of eminent Christians, but a school for the education of imperfect ones.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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We are but a point, a single comma, and God is the literature of eternity.
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A person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs. It’s jolted by every pebble on the road.
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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.
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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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Laws and institutions, like clocks, must occasionally be cleaned, wound up, and set to true time.
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Pushing any truth out very far, you are met by a counter-truth.
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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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Christianity is simply the ideal form of manhood represented to us by Jesus Christ.
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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 is one who never sees a good quality in a man, and never fails to see a bad one. He is the human owl, vigilant in darkness and blind to light, mousing for vermin, and never seeing noble game.
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If a man harbors any sort of fear, it percolates through all his thinking, damages his personality, makes him landlord to a ghost.
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No grace can save any man unless he helps himself.
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No coffee can be good in the mouth that does not first send a sweet offering of odor to the nostrils.
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If you are idle, you are on the road to ruin; and there are few stopping-places upon it. It is rather a precipice than a road
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If you want your neighbor to know what Christ will do for him, let the neighbor see what Christ has done for you.
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