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HENRY WARD BEECHER
American Congregational clergyman, religious writer and reformer
(1813 - 1887)
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When flowers are full of heaven-descended dews, they always hang their heads; but men hold theirs the higher the more they receive, getting proud as they get full.
      - [Pride]

When God thought of mother, He must have laughed with satisfaction, and framed it quickly--so rich, so deep, so divine, so full of soul, power, and beauty, was the conception.
      - [Mothers]

When men enter into the state of marriage, they stand nearest to God.
      - [Matrimony]

When our children die, we drop them into the unknown, shuddering with fear. We know that they go out from us, and we stand, and pity, and wonder. If we receive news, that a hundred thousand dollars had been left them by some one dying, we should be thrown into an ecstasy of rejoicing; but when they have gone home to God, we stand, and mourn, and pine, and wonder at the mystery of Providence.
      - [Death of Children]

When there is love in the heart there are rainbows in the eyes, which cover every black cloud with gorgeous hues.
      - [Eyes]

Where is human nature so weak as in the bookstore.
      - [Human Nature]

Where some think, and others do not, there is developed aristocracy. Where all have come to think we have democracy,--the government of the people by themselves.
      - [Aristocracy]

While a man is stringing a harp, he tries the strings, not for music, but for construction. When it is finished it shall be played for melodies. God is fashioning the human heart for future joy. He only sounds a string here and there to see how far His work has progressed.
      - [Future]

Who shall recount our martyr's sufferings for this people? Since the November of 1860, his horizon has been black with storms. By day and by night he trod a way of danger and darkness. On his shoulders rested a government dearer to him than his own life. At its integrity millions of men at home were striking; upon it foreign eyes lowered. It stood like a lone island in a sea full of storms; and every tide and wave seemed eager to devour it. Upon thousands of hearts great sorrows and anxieties have rested, but not on one such, and in such measure, as upon that simple, truthful, noble soul, our faithful and sainted Lincoln.
      - [Lincoln's Birthday]

Women are a new race, recreated since the world received Christianity.
      - [Women]

You can imagine thistle-down so light that when you run after it your running motion would drive it away from you, and that the more you tried to catch it the faster it would fly from your grasp. And it should be with every man, that, when he is chased by troubles, they, chasing, shall raise him higher and higher.
      - [Trouble]

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.
      - [Pardon]

You may get a large amount of truth into a brief space.
      - [Brevity]

You may say, "I wish to send this ball so as to kill the lion crouching yonder, ready to spring upon me. My wishes are all right, and I hope Providence will direct the ball." Providence won't. You must do it; and if you do not, you are a dead man.
      - [Providence]

Your honors here may serve you for a time, as it were for an hour, but they will be of no use to you beyond this world. Nobody will have heard a word of your honors in the other life. Your glory, your shame, your ambitions, and all the treasures for which you push hard and sacrifice much will be like wreaths of smoke. For these things, which you mostly seek, and for which you spend your life only tarry with you while you are on this side of the flood.
      - [Honor]

He who is false to present duty breaks a thread in the loom, and will find the flaw when he may have forgotten its cause.
      - Life Thoughts [Duty]

Laws and institutions are constantly tending to gravitate. Like clocks, they must be occasionally cleansed, and wound up, and set to true time.
      - Life Thoughts [Progress]

Many men are mere warehouses full of merchandise--the head, the heart, are stuffed with goods. . . . There are apartments in their souls which were once tenanted by taste, and love, and joy, and worship, but they are all deserted now, and the rooms are filled with earthy and material things.
      - Life Thoughts [Character]

Many men build as cathedrals were built, the part nearest the ground finished; but that part which soars toward heaven, the turrets and the spires, forever incomplete.
      - Life Thoughts [Character]

We sleep, but the loom of live never stops and the pattern which was weaving when the sun went down is weaving when it comes up to-morrow.
      - Life Thoughts (p. 12) [Life]

A tool is but the extension of a man's hand, and a machine is but a complex tool. And he that invents a machine augments the power of a man and the well-being of mankind.
      - Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit--Business
        [Invention]

As for marigolds, poppies, hollyhocks, and valorous sunflowers, we shall never have a garden without them, both for their own sake, and for the sake of old-fashioned folks, who used to love them.
      - Star Papers--A Discourse of Flowers
        [Flowers]

Flowers have an expression of countenance as much as men and animals. Some seem to smile; some have a sad expression; some are pensive and diffident; others again are plain, honest and upright, like the broad-faced sunflower and the hollyhock.
      - Star Papers--A Discourse of Flowers
        [Flowers]

You cannot forget if you would those golden kisses all over the cheeks of the meadow, queerly called dandelions.
      - Star Papers--A Discourse of Flowers
        [Dandelions]

A library is but the soul's burial-ground. It is the land of shadows.
      - Star Papers--Oxford--Bodleian Library
        [Libraries]


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