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We are but a point, a single comma, and God is the literature of eternity.

Henry Ward Beecher

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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Discipline Flame Hot Love Old Young
To do good work a man should no doubt be industrious. To do great work he must certainly be idle a well.
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Doubt Goodness Himself Industry Work
That was a judicious mother who said, “I obey my children for the first year of their lives, but ever after I expect them to obey me.
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Children Expectation Live Mom Myself Obedience
The thankful heart will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings.
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Blessing Finding Heart Heaven Thankful
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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Himself Life Man Obligation Representation
Some people are proud of their humility.
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Humility People Proud
Blessed are they who know how to shine on one’s gloom with their cheer.
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Blessing Cheer Gloom Shine
The human soul is God’s treasury, out of which he coins unspeakable riches.
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God Human Rich Soul Talk
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
Greatness lies not in being strong, but in the right use of strength.
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Greatness Lying Right Strength Strong
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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Destroy Friction Kill Machine Man Revolution Work Worry
We are but a point, a single comma, and God is the literature of eternity.
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Forever God Literature Point
It is for men to choose whether they will govern themselves or be governed.
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Choice Government Man
Sorrows, as storms, bring down the clouds close to the earth; sorrows bring heaven down close; and they are instruments of cleansing and purifying.
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Cleaning Close Cloud Earth Instrument Purify Sorrow Storm
The ability to convert ideas to things is the secret of outward success.
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Ability Ideas Secret Success
Blessed be the man whose work drives him. Something must drive men; and if it is wholesome industry, they have no time for a thousand torments and temptations.
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Blessing Drive Temptation Time Work

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