Our government is built upon the vote. But votes that are purchasable are quicksands, and a government built on them stands upon corruption and revolution.
HENRY WARD BEECHERIf 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.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
-
-
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.
HENRY WARD BEECHER -
The sphere that is deepest, most unexplored, and most unfathomable, the wonder and glory of God’s thought and hand, is our own soul!
HENRY WARD BEECHER -
It’s easier to go down a hill than up it but the view is much better at the top.
HENRY WARD BEECHER -
Home should be the center of joy, equatorial and tropical.
HENRY WARD BEECHER -
Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.
HENRY WARD BEECHER -
In the early ages men ruled by strength; now they rule by brain, and so long as there is only one man in the world who can think and plan, he will stand head and shoulders above him who cannot.
HENRY WARD BEECHER -
Sorrow makes men sincere.
HENRY WARD BEECHER -
There are more quarrels smothered by just shutting your mouth, and holding it shut, than by all the wisdom in the world.
HENRY WARD BEECHER -
Do not give, as many rich men do, like a hen that lays her eggs and then cackles.
HENRY WARD BEECHER -
Intelligence increases mere physical ability one half. The use of the head abridges the labor of the hands.
HENRY WARD BEECHER -
It is not when the cable lies coiled up on the deck that you know how strong or how weak it is; it is when it is put to the test.
HENRY WARD BEECHER -
Education is only like good culture,–it changes the size, but not the sort.
HENRY WARD BEECHER -
Leaves die, but trees do not. They only undress.
HENRY WARD BEECHER -
We are but a point, a single comma, and God is the literature of eternity.
HENRY WARD BEECHER -
The beginning is the promise of the end.
HENRY WARD BEECHER






