“I can forgive, but I cannot forget,” is only another way of saying, “I will not forgive.”
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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Education is only like good culture,–it changes the size, but not the sort.
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It is not in the nature of true greatness to be exclusive and arrogant.
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Troubles are often the tools by which God fashions us for better things.
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It usually takes a hundred years to make a law, and then, after it has done its work; it usually takes a hundred years to get rid of it.
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Are they dead that yet speak louder than we can speak, and a more universal language? Are they dead that yet act? Are they dead that yet move upon society and inspire the people with nobler motives and more heroic patriotism?
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The law is a battery, which protects all that is behind it, but sweeps with destruction all that is outside.
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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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That is true culture which helps us to work for the social betterment of all.
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I beseech you to correct one fault – severe speech of others; never speak evil of any man, no matter what the facts may be.
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A little library, growing every year, is an honorable part of a man’s history. It is a man’s duty to have books.
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Men’s best successes come after their disappointments.
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He that does not know how wisely to meddle with public affairs in preaching the gospel, does not know how to preach the gospel.
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The cynic puts all human actions into two classes – openly bad and secretly bad.
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We should not judge people by their peak of excellence; but by the distance they have traveled from the point where they started.
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The sphere that is deepest, most unexplored, and most unfathomable, the wonder and glory of God’s thought and hand, is our own soul!
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