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The mother’s heart is the child’s schoolroom.

Henry Ward Beecher

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.
HENRY WARD BEECHER

Destroy Friction Kill Machine Man Revolution Work Worry
Pushing any truth out very far, you are met by a counter-truth.
HENRY WARD BEECHER

Fear Push Truth Yourself
God has made sleep to be a sponge by which to rub out fatigue. A man’s roots are planted in night as in a soil.
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God Night Plant Sleep
The mother’s heart is the child’s schoolroom.
HENRY WARD BEECHER

Children Heart Mom Room School
Our best successes often come after our greatest disappointments.
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Best Disappoint Greatness Ourselves Success
Beauty may be said to be God’s trademark in creation.
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Beautiful Creation God Trade
Downright admonition, as a rule, is too blunt for the recipient.
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Blunt Government Rule
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 array a man’s will against his sickness is the supreme art of medicine.
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Art Himself Man Medicine Sick
It will not do to be saints at meeting and sinners everywhere else.
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Character Nature Saint Sin
It is defeat that turns bone to flint; it is defeat that turns gristle to muscle; it is defeat that makes men invincible. Do not then be afraid of defeat. You are never so near to victory as when defeated in a good cause.
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Bone Defeat Man Muscle Reason
The meanest thing in the world is the devil.
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Devil Mean World
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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Compact Man Money Sale Value
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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Humor Person Road Spring
Leaves die, but trees do not. They only undress.
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Dress Leaving Tree
What I spent, I had; What I kept, I lost; What I gave, I have.
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Generosity Lost Myself

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