There is a power in the human mind to see things as they are but there is equally a power to see things as they might be.
HENRY WARD BEECHERThe mother’s heart is the child’s schoolroom.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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Some people are proud of their humility.
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It is one of the severest tests of friendship to tell your friend his faults. So to love a man that you cannot bear to see a stain upon him, and to speak painful truth through loving words, that is friendship.
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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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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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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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A library is not a luxury but one of the necessities of life.
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Laws are not masters but servants, and he rules them who obey them.
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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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Every man should keep a fair-sized cemetery in which to bury the faults of his friends.
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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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He is rich or poor according to what he is, not according to what he has.
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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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It is not work that kills men; it is worry. Work is healthy; you can hard put more upon a man than he can bear. Worry is rust upon the blade. It is not the revolution that destroys the machinery, but the friction.
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Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.
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The mother’s heart is the child’s schoolroom.
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