Death is the Christian’s vacation morning. School is out. It is time to go home.
HENRY WARD BEECHERSome men are like pyramids, which are very broad where they touch the ground, but grow narrow as they reach the sky.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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Downright admonition, as a rule, is too blunt for the recipient.
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True elegance becomes the more so as it approaches simplicity.
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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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Every man should keep a fair-sized cemetery in which to bury the faults of his friends.
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It is not what we read, but what we remember, that makes us learned. It is not what we intend, but what we do that makes us useful. It is not a few faint wishes, but a life long struggle, that makes us valiant.
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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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Gratitude is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul.
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A thoughtful mind, when it sees a Nation’s flag, sees not the flag only, but the Nation itself; and whatever may be its symbols, its insignia, he reads chiefly in the flag the Government, the principles, the truths, the history which belongs to the Nation that sets it forth.
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If a man harbors any sort of fear, it percolates through all his thinking, damages his personality, makes him landlord to a ghost.
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We go to the grave of a friend saying, “A man is dead,” but angels throng about him saying, “A man is born.”
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The meanest thing in the world is the devil.
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Nothing dies so hard, or rallies so often as intolerance.
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God sends experience to paint men’s portraits.
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Laws and institutions, like clocks, must occasionally be cleaned, wound up, and set to true time.
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Pride slays thanksgiving, but a humble mind is the soil out of which thanks naturally grow. A proud man is seldom a grateful man, for he never thinks he gets as much as he deserves.
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