In this world it is not what we take up, but what we give up, that makes us rich.
HENRY WARD BEECHERMen go shopping just as men go out fishing or hunting, to see how large a fish may be caught with the smallest hook.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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A world without a Sabbath would be like a man without a smile, like summer without flowers, and like a homestead without a garden. It is the most joyous day of the week.
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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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Faith is spiritualized imagination.
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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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It is for men to choose whether they will govern themselves or be governed.
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Education is only like good culture,–it changes the size, but not the sort.
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If you want your neighbor to know what Christ will do for him, let the neighbor see what Christ has done for you.
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No grace can save any man unless he helps himself.
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A Christian is nothing but a sinful man who has put himself to school for Christ for the honest purpose of becoming better.
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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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I think you might dispense with half your doctors if you would only consult Dr. Sun more.
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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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The law is a battery, which protects all that is behind it, but sweeps with destruction all that is outside.
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God has made sleep to be a sponge by which to rub out fatigue. A man’s roots are planted in night as in a soil.
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The human soul is God’s treasury, out of which he coins unspeakable riches.
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