Henry Ward Beecher
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Well married a person has wings, poorly married shackles.
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Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made and forgot to put a soul into.
The advertisements in a newspaper are more full knowledge in respect to what is going on in a state or community than the editorial columns are.
It is one of the severest tests of friendship to tell your friend his faults. So to love a man that you cannot bear to see a stain upon him, and to speak painful truth through loving words, that is friendship.
It is not the going out of port, but the coming in, that determines the success of a voyage.
The Church is not a gallery for the exhibition of eminent Christians, but a school for the education of imperfect ones.
Where is human nature so weak as in the bookstore?
Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.
God appoints our graces to be nurses to other men's weaknesses.
There is no friendship, no love, like that of the parent for the child.
Faith is spiritualized imagination.
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I am the woman I grew to be partly in spite of my mother, and partly because of the extraordinary love of her best friends, and my own best friends' mothers, and from surrogates, many of whom were not women at all but gay men. I have loved them my entire life, even after their passing.
I have found little that is 'good' about human beings on the whole. In my experience most of them are trash, no matter whether they publicly subscribe to this or that ethical doctrine or to none at all. That is something that you cannot say aloud, or perhaps even think.
Perhaps life is just that... a dream and a fear.
People see I am a mother and head of a household. Today in Chile, one-third of households are run by women. They wake up, take the children to school, go to work. To them I am hope.
Life is the flower for which love is the honey.
All humanity is passion without passion, religion, history, novels, art would be ineffectual.
Fear is pain arising from the anticipation of evil.
Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.
A good thing to remember is somebody's got it a lot worse than we do.
We are always on the anvil by trials God is shaping us for higher things.
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