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Providence is but another name for natural law. Natural law itself would go out in a minute if it were not for the divine thought that is behind it.
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Many a man has been dined out of his religion, and his politics, and his manhood, almost.
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The thankful heart will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings.
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The real man is one who always finds excuses for others, but never excuses himself.
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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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It gives one a sudden start in going down a barren, stoney street, to see upon a narrow strip of grass, just within the iron fence, the radiant dandelion, shining in the grass, like a spark dropped from the sun.
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A man is a fool who sits looking backward from himself in the past. Ah, what shallow, vain conceit there is in man! Forget the things that are behind. That is not where you live. Your roots are not there. They are in the present; and you should reach up into the other life.
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Death is the Christian's vacation morning. School is out. It is time to go home.
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Sharp men, like sharp needles, break easy, though they pierce quick.
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Find out what your temptations are, and you will find out largely what you are yourself.
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A good digestion is as truly obligatory as a good conscience; pure blood is as truly a part of mankind as a pure faith; and a well ordered skin is the first condition of that cleanliness which is next to Godliness.
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What profusion is there in His work! When trees blossom there is not a single breastpin, but a whole bosom full of gems; and of leaves they have so many suits that they can throw them away to the winds all summer long. What unnumbered cathedrals has He reared in the forest shades, vast and grand, full of curious carvings, and haunted evermore by tremulous music; and in the heavens above, how do stars seem to have flown out of His hand faster than sparks out of a mighty forge!
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The greatest architect and the one most needed is hope.
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A woman's pity often opens the door to love.
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It is not desirable that we should live as in the constant atmosphere and presence of death; that would unfit us for life; but it is well for us, now and then, to talk with death as friend talketh with friend, and to bathe in the strange seas, and to anticipate the experiences of that land to which it will lead us. These forethinkings are meant, not to make us discontented with life, but to bring us back with more strength, and a nobler purpose in living.
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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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Trouble teaches men how much there is in manhood.
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As the cream abandons the milk from which it took its life, and rises to the top and rides there, so men, because they are richer than those around about them, separate themselves, and all mankind below them they regard as skim milk.
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He that would look with contempt on the pursuits of the farmer, is not worthy the name of a man.
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Books are not men and yet they stay alive.
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Ambition is the way in which a vulgar man aspires.
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Walking humbly, you are more of a man than you were when you walked proudly.
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If you have only two or three things that you can enjoy and they are things which time and decay may remove from you, what are you going to do in old age?
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Memory can glean, but can never renew. It brings us joys faint as is the perfume of the flowers, faded and dried, of the summer that is gone.