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He who hunts for flowers will finds flowers and he who loves weeds will find weeds.

Henry Ward Beecher

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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.
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It is the end of art to inoculate men with the love of nature.
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The highest order that was ever instituted on earth is the order of faith.
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Christians should be like a flower store: the odor of sanctity should betray them wherever they are.
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There are not anywhere else so many ways of trickery, so many false lights, so many veils, so many guises, so many illusive deceits, as are practiced in every man's conscience in respect to his motives, thoughts, feelings, conduct, and character.
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His nature is such that our often coming does not tire him. The whole burden of the whole life of every man may be rolled on to God and not weary him, though it has wearied man.
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It is a man dying with his harness on that angels love to escort upward.
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Nothing marks the change from the city to the country so much as the absence of grinding noises. The country is never silent. But its sounds are separate, distinct, and as it were, articulate.
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Grim care, moroseness, anxiety-all this rust of life ought to be scoured off by the oil of mirth. Mirth is God's medicine.
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God's grace is the oil that fills the lamp of love.
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Whatever is almost true is quite false, and among the most dangerous of errors, because being so near truth, it is more likely to lead astray.
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A man without mirth is like wagon without springs, in which one is caused disagreeably to jolt by every pebble over which it turns.
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The last person one wants to be is themselves. Sadly, that is the best person to be.
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You can imagine thistle-down so light that when you run after it your running motion would drive it away from you, and that the more you tried to catch it the faster it would fly from your grasp. And it should be with every man, that, when he is chased by troubles, they, chasing, shall raise him higher and higher.
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