The pen is the tongue of the hand; a silent utterer of words for the eye. — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
Indeed, unless a man can link his written thoughts with the everlasting wants of men, so that they shall draw more from them as wells, there is no more immortality to the thoughts and feelings of the soul than to… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
Astronomers have built telescopes which can show myriads of stars unseen before; but when a man looks through a tear in his own eye,… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share
A lie always needs a truth for a handle to it. The worst lies are those whose blade is false, but whose handle is… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share
Miracles are like candles lit up until the sun rises, and then blown out. Therefore, I am amused when I hear sects and churches… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share
Even a liar tells a hundred truths to one lie; he has to, to make the lie good for anything. — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share
Our sweetest experiences of affection are meant to be suggestions of that realm which is the home of the heart. — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share
In America there is not one single element of civilization that is not made to depend, in the end, upon public opinion. — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share
The best lessons a man ever learns are from his mistakes. It is not for want of schoolmasters that we are still ignorant. — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share
I never knew an early-rising, hard-working, prudent man, careful of his earnings, and strictly honest who complained of bad luck. — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share
People may talk about the equality of the sexes! They are not equal. The silent smile of a sensible, loving woman will vanquish ten… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share
Mirthfulness is in the mind and you cannot get it out. It is just as good in its place as conscience or veneration. — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share
Some of God's noblest sons, I think, will be selected from those that know how to take wealth, with all its temptations, and maintain… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share
You have seen a ship out on the bay, swinging with the tide, and seeming as if it would follow it; and yet it… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share
