Tag: Henry Ward Beecher
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Now comes the mystery.
Henry Ward Beecher
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To array a man’s will against his sickness is the supreme art of medicine.
Henry Ward Beecher
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Mirth is the sweet wine of human life. It should be offered sparkling with zestful life unto God.
Henry Ward Beecher
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Of all the music that reached farthest into heaven, it is the beating of a loving heart.
Henry Ward Beecher
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Tears are often the telescope by which men see far into heaven.
Henry Ward Beecher
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Of all escape mechanisms, death is the most efficient.
Henry Ward Beecher
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I can forgive, but I cannot forget, is only another way of saying, I will not forgive. Forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note – torn in two, and burned up, so that it never can be shown against one.
Henry Ward Beecher
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All ambitions are lawful except those that climb upward on the miseries or credulities of mankind.
Henry Ward Beecher
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Where is human nature so weak as in the bookstore?
Henry Ward Beecher
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Laughter is day, and sobriety is night; a smile is the twilight that hovers gently between both, more bewitching than either.
Henry Ward Beecher