The humblest individual exerts some influence, either for good or evil, upon others. Henry Ward Beecher More Quotes by Henry Ward Beecher More Quotes From Henry Ward Beecher In this world it is not what we take up, but what we give up, that makes us rich. Henry Ward Beecher giving-upsuccessmotivational No man rides so high and in such good company as the man that allies himself to a truth. Henry Ward Beecher alliestruthmen Troubles loom up big when they're ahead, And joys seem always sweeter when they're past. Henry Ward Beecher troublejoypast Some men are, in regard to ridicule, like tin-roofed buildings in regard to hail: all that hits them bounds rattling off; not a stone goes through. Henry Ward Beecher tinstonesmen It is defeat that turns bone to flint; it is defeat that turns gristle to muscle; it is defeat that makes men invincible. Do not then be afraid of defeat. You are never so near to victory as when defeated in a good cause. Henry Ward Beecher victorywritingmen 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. Henry Ward Beecher partygardenbook Love cannot endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Like a lamp, it needs to be fed out of the oil of another's heart, or its flame burns low. Henry Ward Beecher flamesheartlove Men think God is destroying them because he is tuning them. The violinist screws up the key till the tense cord sounds the concert pitch; but it is not to break it, but to use it tunefully, that he stretches the string upon the musical rack. Henry Ward Beecher musicmenthinking If you are idle, you are on the road to ruin; and there are few stopping-places upon it. It is rather a precipice than a road Henry Ward Beecher ruinsstoppinglaziness Intelligence increases mere physical ability one half. The use of the head abridges the labor of the hands. Henry Ward Beecher usesciencehands God has made sleep to be a sponge by which to rub out fatigue. A man's roots are planted in night as in a soil. Henry Ward Beecher sleepmennight Death is the Christian's vacation morning. School is out. It is time to go home. Henry Ward Beecher christianmorningdeath Success is full of promise till one gets it, and then it seems like a nest from which the bird has flown. Henry Ward Beecher successbirdwar There is nothing which vanity does not desecrate. Henry Ward Beecher vanitydoe It is not desirable that we should live as in the constant atmosphere and presence of death; that would unfit us for life; but it is well for us, now and then, to talk with death as friend talketh with friend, and to bathe in the strange seas, and to anticipate the experiences of that land to which it will lead us. These forethinkings are meant, not to make us discontented with life, but to bring us back with more strength, and a nobler purpose in living. Henry Ward Beecher atmospherelandsea This world is magnificent for strangers and pilgrims, but miserable for residents. Henry Ward Beecher miserablestrangerworld 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 gratitudeflowerfall Memory can glean, but can never renew. It brings us joys faint as is the perfume of the flowers, faded and dried, of the summer that is gone. Henry Ward Beecher flowersummermemories Men's best successes come after their disappointments. Henry Ward Beecher successinspiringinspirational What a mother sings to the cradle goes all the way down to the coffin. Henry Ward Beecher being-a-mommotherwar
