It is one of the severest tests of friendship to tell your friend his faults. So to love a man that you cannot bear to see a stain upon him, and to speak painful truth through loving words, that is friendship.
HENRY WARD BEECHERThe most dangerous people are the ignorant.
More Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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Involved sentences, crooked, circuitous, and parenthetical, no matter how musically they may be balanced, are prejudicial to a facile understanding of the truth.
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The real man is one who always finds excuses for others, but never excuses himself.
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Every tomorrow has two handles. We can take hold of it with the handle of anxiety or the handle of faith.
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There are more quarrels smothered by just shutting your mouth, and holding it shut, than by all the wisdom in the world.
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Christianity is simply the ideal form of manhood represented to us by Jesus Christ.
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All men are tempted. There is no man that lives that can’t be broken down, provided it is the right temptation, put in the right spot.
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Sorrow makes men sincere.
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Joy is more divine than sorrow, for joy is bread and sorrow is medicine.
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Well married a person has wings, poorly married shackles.
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Leaves die, but trees do not. They only undress.
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You never know till you try to reach them how accessible men are; but you must approach each man by the right door.
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Our government is built upon the vote. But votes that are purchasable are quicksands, and a government built on them stands upon corruption and revolution.
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In the family, happiness is in the ratio in which each is serving the others, seeking one another’s good, and bearing one another’s burdens.
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A little library, growing every year, is an honorable part of a man’s history. It is a man’s duty to have books.
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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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