Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.
HENRY WARD BEECHERThe human soul is God’s treasury, out of which he coins unspeakable riches.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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It’s easier to go down a hill than up it but the view is much better at the top.
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Life would be a perpetual flea hunt if a man were obliged to run down all the innuendoes, inveracities, and insinuations and misrepresentations which are uttered against him.
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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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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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Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable.
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We need not fear shipwreck when God is the pilot.
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Be a hard master to yourself – and be lenient to everybody else.
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We should not judge people by their peak of excellence; but by the distance they have traveled from the point where they started.
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Laws are not masters but servants, and he rules them who obey them.
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Every man should be born again on the first day of January. Start with a fresh page
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The Church is not a gallery for the exhibition of eminent Christians, but a school for the education of imperfect ones.
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Repentance may begin instantly, but reformation often requires a sphere of years.
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A man in the right, with God on his side, is in the majority, though he be alone, for God is multitudinous above all populations of the earth.
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The cynic is one who never sees a good quality in a man, and never fails to see a bad one. He is the human owl, vigilant in darkness and blind to light, mousing for vermin, and never seeing noble game.
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We never know the love of the parent for the child till we become parents.
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