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The worst prison is not of stone. It is of a throbbing heart, outraged by an infamous life.
Henry Ward Beecher
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Private opinion is weak, but public opinion is almost omnipotent.
Henry Ward Beecher
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A grindstone that had not grit in it, how long would it take to sharpen an ax? And affairs that had not grit in them, how long would they take to make a man?
Henry Ward Beecher
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A practical, matter-of-fact man is like a wagon without springs: every single pebble on the road jolts him; but a man with imagination has springs that break the jar and jolt.
Henry Ward Beecher
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As flowers carry dewdrops, trembling on the edges of the petals, and ready to fall at the first waft of wind or brush of bird, so the heart should carry its beaded words of thanksgiving; and at the first breath of heavenly flavor, let down the shower, perfumed with the heart's gratitude.
Henry Ward Beecher
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Sharp men, like sharp needles, break easy, though they pierce quick.
Henry Ward Beecher
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As plants take hold, not for the sake of staying, but only that they may climb higher, so it is with men. By every part of our nature we clasp things above us, one after another, not for the sake of remaining where we take hold, but that we may go higher.
Henry Ward Beecher
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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.
Henry Ward Beecher
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When a man says that he is perfect already, there is only one of two places for him, and that is heaven or the lunatic asylum.
Henry Ward Beecher
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When our cup runs over, we let others drink the drops that fall, but not a drop from within the rim, and call it charity; when the crumbs are swept from our table, we think it generous to let the dogs eat them; as if that were charity which permits others to have what we cannot keep.
Henry Ward Beecher
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The unthankful heart... discovers no mercies; but let the thankful heart sweep through the day and, as the magnet finds the iron, so it will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings!
Henry Ward Beecher
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Some men are like pyramids, which are very broad where they touch the ground, but grow narrow as they reach the sky.
Henry Ward Beecher
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Wherever you have seen God pass, mark that spot, and go and sit in that window again.
Henry Ward Beecher
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I think you might dispense with half your doctors if you would only consult Dr. Sun more.
Henry Ward Beecher
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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.
Henry Ward Beecher
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Beauty may be said to be God's trademark in creation.
Henry Ward Beecher
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Victories that come cheap are cheap. Those only are worth having which come as the result of hard fighting.
Henry Ward Beecher
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There is not a person we employ who does not, like ourselves, desire recognition, praise, gentleness, forbearance, patience.
Henry Ward Beecher
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God's sovereignty is not in His right hand; God's sovereignty is not in His intellect; God's sovereignty is in His love.
Henry Ward Beecher
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I have known many an instance of a man writing a letter and forgetting to sign his name, but this is the only instance I have ever known of a man signing his name and forgetting to write the letter.
Henry Ward Beecher
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We should live and labor in our time that what came to us as a seed may go to the next generation as blossom, and what came to us as blossom, may go to them as fruit. This is what we mean by progress.
Henry Ward Beecher
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We sleep, but the loom of life never stops, and the pattern which was weaving when the sun went down is weaving when it comes up in the morning.
Henry Ward Beecher
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Every charitable act is a stepping stone toward heaven.
Henry Ward Beecher
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Affliction comes to us all ...not to impoverish, but to enrich us, as the plough enriches the field; to multiply our joy, as the seed, by planting, is multiplied a thousand-fold.
Henry Ward Beecher
