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.
HENRY WARD BEECHERThere are persons so radiant, so genial, so kind, so pleasure-bearin g, that you instinctively feel in their presence that they do you good; whose coming into a room is like bringing a lamp there.
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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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Of all the music that reached farthest into heaven, it is the beating of a loving heart.
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He is rich or poor according to what he is, not according to what he has.
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Everyone has influence, for good or bad, upon others.
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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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The real democratic American idea is, not that every man shall be on a level with every other man, but that every man shall have liberty to be what God made him, without hindrance.
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The Bible is God’s chart for you to steer by, to keep you from the bottom of the sea, and to show you where the harbor is, and how to reach it without running on rocks or bars.
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Life would be a perpetual flea hunt if a man were obliged to run down all the innuendoes, inveracities, and insinuations and misrepresentations which are uttered against him.
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The mother’s heart is the child’s schoolroom.
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Do not give, as many rich men do, like a hen that lays her eggs and then cackles.
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The dog is the god of frolic.
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To array a man’s will against his sickness is the supreme art of medicine.
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Gratitude is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul.
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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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I never knew an early-rising, hard-working, prudent man, careful of his earnings, and strictly honest who complained of bad luck.
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