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We let our blessings get mouldy, and then call them curses.

Henry Ward Beecher

The human soul is God’s treasury, out of which he coins unspeakable riches.
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God Human Rich Soul Talk
Blessed are they who know how to shine on one’s gloom with their cheer.
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Blessing Cheer Gloom Shine
The difference between perseverance and obstinacy is that one comes from a strong will, and the other from a strong won’t.
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Difference Oneself Perseverance Strong Willing
Home should be an oratorio of the memory, singing to all our after life melodies and harmonies of old-remembered joy.
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Happiness Home Memories Old Remember
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.
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Corruption Government Ourselves Revolution Stand Vote
A man without self-restraint is like a barrel without hoops, and tumbles to pieces.
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Barrel Man Pieces
A conservative young man has wound up his life before it was unreeled. We expect old men to be conservative but when a nation’s young men are so, its funeral bell is already rung.
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Conservatism Funeral Life Man Nation Wound Young
Be a hard master to yourself – and be lenient to everybody else.
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Hard Master Yourself
I think you might dispense with half your doctors if you would only consult Dr. Sun more.
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Doctor More Sun Thinking
True obedience is true freedom.
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Freedom Obedience One Liner True
Debt rolls a man over and over, binding him hand and foot, and letting him hang upon the fatal mesh until the long-legged interest devours him.
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Fatal Himself Interest Man Roll
Some men are like pyramids, which are very broad where they touch the ground, but grow narrow as they reach the sky.
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Ground Man Reach Sky Touch
To know that one has a secret is to know half the secret itself.
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Oneself Secret
To array a man’s will against his sickness is the supreme art of medicine.
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Art Himself Man Medicine Sick
We let our blessings get mouldy, and then call them curses.
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Blessing Call Curse Name
No emotion, any more than a wave, can long retain its own individual form.
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Emotion Form Retainment Wave

We let our blessings get mouldy, and then call them curses.

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