Everyone has influence, for good or bad, upon others.
HENRY WARD BEECHERDeath is the Christian’s vacation morning. School is out. It is time to go home.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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No coffee can be good in the mouth that does not first send a sweet offering of odor to the nostrils.
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Happiness is not the end of life: character is.
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Are they dead that yet speak louder than we can speak, and a more universal language? Are they dead that yet act? Are they dead that yet move upon society and inspire the people with nobler motives and more heroic patriotism?
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Ones best success comes after their greatest disappointments.
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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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It is not merely cruelty that leads men to love war, it is excitement.
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The real man is one who always finds excuses for others, but never excuses himself.
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As warmth makes even glaciers trickle, and opens streams in the ribs of frozen mountains, so the heart knows the full flow and life of its grief only when it begins to melt and pass away.
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Adversity, if for no other reason, is of benefit, since it is sure to bring a season of sober reflection. People see clearer at such times. Storms purify the atmosphere.
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There is no man that lives who does not need to be drilled, disciplined, and developed into something higher and nobler and better than he is by nature. Life is one prolonged birth.
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Well married a person has wings, poorly married shackles.
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We let our blessings get mouldy, and then call them curses.
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No emotion, any more than a wave, can long retain its own individual form.
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Men go shopping just as men go out fishing or hunting, to see how large a fish may be caught with the smallest hook.
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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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