Henry Ward Beecher Quotes
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Men are not put into this world to be everlastingly played on by the harping fingers of joy.
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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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If a man harbors any sort of fear, it percolates through all his thinking, damages his personality, makes him landlord to a ghost.
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God asks no man whether he will accept life. That is not the choice. You must take it. The only choice is how.
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No man can tell another his faults so as to benefit him, unless he loves him.
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Suffering is part of the divine idea.
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It takes longer for man to find out man than any other creature that is made.
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A man's character is the reality of himself; his reputation, the opinion others have formed about him; character resides in him, reputation in other people; that is the substance, this is the shadow.
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There is a dew in one flower and not in another, because one opens in cup and takes it in, while the other closes itself, and the drops run off. God rains His goodness and mercy as widespread as the dew, and if we lack them, it is because we will not open our hearts to receive them.
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Each book has a secret history of ways and means.
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To do good work a man should no doubt be industrious. To do great work he must certainly be idle a well.
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You cannot play the hypocrite before God; and to obtain pardon you must cease to sin, as well as to be exercised by a spirit of repentance.
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God made the human body, and it is the most exquisite and wonderful organization which has come to us from the divine hand.
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If God but cares for our inward and eternal life, if by all the experiences of this life He is reducing it and preparing for its disclosure, nothing can befall us but prosperity. Every sorrow shall be but the setting of some luminous jewel of joy. Our very morning shall be but the enamel around the diamond; our very hardships but the metallic rim that holds the opal, glancing with strange interior fires.
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The tree is but a huge boquet.
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A book is a garden; A book is an orchard; A book is a storehouse; A book is a party. It is company by the way; it is a counselor; it is a multitude of counselors.
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Flowers are sent to do God's work in unrevealed paths, and to diffuse influence by channels that we hardly suspect.
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All things in the natural world symbolize God, yet none of them speak of Him but in broken and imperfect words.
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Many men build as cathedrals are built-the part nearest the ground finished, but that part which soars toward heaven, the turrets and the spires, forever incomplete.
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God is a being who gives everything but punishment in over measure.
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Affliction comes to us all, not to make us sad, but sober; not to make us sorry, but to make us wise; not to make us despondent, but by its darkness to refresh us as the night refreshes the day; not to impoverish, but to enrich us
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Men do not avail themselves of the riches of God's grace. They love to nurse their cares, and seem as uneasy without some fret as an old friar would be without his hair girdle. They are commanded to cast their cares upon the Lord, but even when they attempt it, they do not fail to catch them up again, and think it meritorious to walk burdened.
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The dog is the god of frolic.
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The religion of Jesus Christ is not ascetic, nor sour, nor gloomy, nor circumscribing. It is full of sweetness in the present and in promise.