What a pity flowers can utter no sound!-A singing rose, a whispering violet, a murmuring honeysuckle ... oh, what a rare and exquisite miracle would these be! — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
It is a view of God that compensates every thing else, and enables the soul to rest in His bosom. How, when the child in the night screams with terror, hearing sounds that it knows not of, is that child… — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
Laws are not masters but servants, and he rules them who obey them. — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
