the first hour of the morning, is the rudder of the day.

Henry Ward Beecher


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The philosophy of one century is the common sense of the next.

Henry Ward Beecher


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A book is good company. It is full of conversation without loquacity. It comes to your longing with full instruction, but pursues you never. It is not offended at your absent-mindedness, nor jealous if you turn to other pleasures, of leaf, or dress, or mineral, or even of books. It silently serves the soul without recompense, not even for the hire of love. And yet more noble, it seems to pass from itself, and to enter the memory, and to hover in a silvery transfiguration there, until the outward book is but a body, and its soul and spirit are flown to you, and possess your memory like a spirit. And while some books, like steps, are left behind us by the very help which they yield us, and serve only our childhood, or early life, some others go with us in mute fidelity to the end of life, a recreation for fatigue, an instruction for our sober hours, and a solace for our sickness or sorrow. Except the great out-doors, nothing that has no life of its own gives so much life to you.

Henry Ward Beecher

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A person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs. It's jolted by every pebble on the road.

Henry Ward Beecher

Henry Ward Beecher

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A helping word to one in trouble is often like a switch on a railroad track an inch between wreck and smooth, rolling prosperity.

Henry Ward Beecher


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A world without a Sabbath would be like a man without a smile, like summer without flowers, and like a homestead without a garden. It is the most joyous day of the week.

Henry Ward Beecher

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Alas! Where is human nature so weak as in the book-store?

Henry Ward Beecher

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The bibliophile is the master of his books, the bibliomaniac their slave.

Henry Ward Beecher


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Death is the dropping of the flower, that the fruit may, swell.

Henry Ward Beecher

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