No matter what looms ahead, if you can eat today, enjoy today, mix good cheer with friends today enjoy it and bless God for it.
HENRY WARD BEECHERNo matter what looms ahead, if you can eat today, enjoy today, mix good cheer with friends today enjoy it and bless God for it.
HENRY WARD BEECHERLeaves die, but trees do not. They only undress.
HENRY WARD BEECHERFind out what your temptations are, and you will find out largely what you are yourself.
HENRY WARD BEECHERThe blossom cannot tell what becomes of its odor, and no person can tell what becomes of his or her influence and example.
HENRY WARD BEECHERWhen a man says that he is perfect already, there is only one of two places for him, and that is heaven or the lunatic asylum.
HENRY WARD BEECHERWe go to the grave of a friend saying, “A man is dead,” but angels throng about him saying, “A man is born.”
HENRY WARD BEECHER“I can forgive, but I cannot forget,” is only another way of saying, “I will not forgive.”
HENRY WARD BEECHERThere is tonic in the things that men do not love to hear. Free speech is to a great people what the winds are to oceans and where free speech is stopped miasma is bred, and death comes fast.
HENRY WARD BEECHERBlessed 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.
HENRY WARD BEECHERWhat I spent, I had; What I kept, I lost; What I gave, I have.
HENRY WARD BEECHERA person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs. It’s jolted by every pebble on the road.
HENRY WARD BEECHERIt 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.
HENRY WARD BEECHERThe sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world’s joy.
HENRY WARD BEECHERThe sphere that is deepest, most unexplored, and most unfathomable, the wonder and glory of God’s thought and hand, is our own soul!
HENRY WARD BEECHERTrue obedience is true freedom.
HENRY WARD BEECHERI can forgive, but I cannot forget, is only another way of saying, I will not forgive. Forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note – torn in two, and burned up, so that it never can be shown against one.
HENRY WARD BEECHER