What I spent, I had; What I kept, I lost; What I gave, I have. Henry Ward Beecher More Quotes by Henry Ward Beecher More Quotes From Henry Ward Beecher The strength of a man consists in finding out the way God is going, and going that way. Henry Ward Beecher strength men war Grim care, moroseness, anxiety-all this rust of life ought to be scoured off by the oil of mirth. Mirth is God's medicine. Henry Ward Beecher oil laughter happiness I used to think the Lord's Prayer was a short prayer; but as I live longer, and see more of life, I begin to believe there is no such thing as getting through it. If a man, in praying that prayer, were to be stopped by every word until he had thoroughly prayed it, it would take him a lifetime. Henry Ward Beecher prayer believe thinking A man should fear when he only enjoys what good he does publicly. Is it not the publicity rather than the charity he loves? Is it not vanity, rather than benevolence, that gives such charities? Henry Ward Beecher vanity love-is men Some have supposed that the mosquito is of a devout turn, and never will partake of a meal without first saying grace. The devotions of some men are but a preface to blood-sucking. Henry Ward Beecher grace men blood Coming to the Bible through commentaries is much like looking at a landscape through garret windows, over which generations of unmolested spiders have spun their webs. Henry Ward Beecher spiders biblical bible Liberty is the soul's right to breathe. Henry Ward Beecher democracy liberty soul The beginnings of moral enterprises in this world are never to be measured by any apparent growth. ... At length comes the sudden ripeness and the full success, and he who is called in at the final moment deems this success his own. He is but the reaper and not the labourer. Other men sowed and tilled and he but enters into their labours. Henry Ward Beecher nature success men There is no greater crime than to stand between a man and his development; to take any law or institution and put it around him like a collar, and fasten it there, so that as he grows and enlarges, he presses against it till he suffocates and dies. Henry Ward Beecher law education men 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. Henry Ward Beecher home grieving children It is the end of art to inoculate men with the love of nature. But those who have a psssion for nature in the natural way, need no pictures nor gallereies. Spring is their designer, and the whole year their artist. Henry Ward Beecher nature spring art God's providence is on the side of clear heads. Henry Ward Beecher clear-head sides war There is no true and abiding morality that is not founded in religion. Henry Ward Beecher abiding morality religion A man that has lost moral sense is like a man in battle with both of his legs shot off: he has nothing to stand on. Henry Ward Beecher legs battle men A man that puts himself on the ground of moral principle, if the whole world be against him, is mightier than all of them. Henry Ward Beecher principles men world A man ought to carry himself in the world as an orange tree would if it could walk up and down in the garden, swinging perfume from every little censer it holds up in the air. Henry Ward Beecher garden nature men Whenever education and refinement carry us away from the common people, they are growing towards selfishness, which is the monster evil of the world. That is true cultivation which gives us sympathy with every form of human life, and enables us to work most successfully for its advancement. Refinement that carries us away from our fellow people is not God's refinement. Henry Ward Beecher evil giving people A lie always needs a truth for a handle to it. Henry Ward Beecher handle lying needs The monkey is an organized sarcasm upon the human race. Henry Ward Beecher sarcasm race science Men are like trees: each one must put forth the leaf that is created in him. Henry Ward Beecher leafs tree men
