Henry Ward Beecher

Henry Ward Beecher

American clergyman
24 June 1813 — 8 March 1887

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Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.

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The soul without imagination is what an observatory would be without a telescope.

A proud man is seldom a grateful man, for he never thinks he gets as much as he deserves.

I don`t like these cold, precise, perfect people, who, in order not to speak wrong, never speak at all, and in order not to do wrong, never do anything.

The difference between perseverance and obstinacy is that one often comes from a strong will, and the other from a strong won`t.

Never forget what a man says to you when he is angry.

The real man is one who always finds excuses for others, but never excuses himself.

You never know till you try to reach them how accessible men are; but you must approach each man by the right door.

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Music cleanses the understanding; inspires it, and lifts it into a realm which it would not reach if it were left to itself.

The mother`s heart is the child`s school-room.

It is the heart that makes a man rich. He is rich or poor according to what he is, not according to what he has.

Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made, and forgot to put a soul into.

Faith is spiritualized imagination.

Books are not made for furniture, but there is nothing else that so beautifully furnishes a house.

God uses suffering as a whetstone, to make men sharp with.

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