There are more quarrels smothered by just shutting your mouth, and holding it shut, than by all the wisdom in the world.
HENRY WARD BEECHERAs 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.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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In this world it is not what we take up, but what we give up, that makes us rich.
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No grace can save any man unless he helps himself.
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I can forgive, but I cannot forget, is only another way of saying, I will not forgive. Forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note – torn in two, and burned up, so that it never can be shown against one.
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Happiness is not the end of life: character is.
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There is no man that lives who does not need to be drilled, disciplined, and developed into something higher and nobler and better than he is by nature. Life is one prolonged birth.
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Men’s best successes come after their disappointments.
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Do not be afraid of defeat. You are never so near victory as when you are defeated in a good cause.
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There is no liberty to men who know not how to govern themselves.
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The worst thing in this world, next to anarchy, is government.
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The cynic puts all human actions into two classes – openly bad and secretly bad.
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The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.
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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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To know that one has a secret is to know half the secret itself.
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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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Every man should keep a fair-sized cemetery in which to bury the faults of his friends.
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