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Children are the hands by which we take hold of heaven.

Henry Ward Beecher

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Henry Ward Beecher
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A mother's prayers, silent and gentle, can never miss the road to the throne of all bounty.
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The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.
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There is tonic in the things that men do not love to hear. Free speech is to a great people what the winds are to oceans ... and where free speech is stopped miasma is bred, and death comes fast.
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Evil men of every degree will use you, flatter you, lead you on until you are useless then, if the virtuous do not pity you, or God compassionate, you are without a friend in the universe.
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When a man has no longer any conception of excellence above his own, his voyage is done, he is dead,--dead in trespasses and sin of blear-eyed vanity.
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A man that puts himself on the ground of moral principle, if the whole world be against him, is mightier than all of them.
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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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Greatness lies, not in being strong, but in the right using of strength and strength is not used rightly when it serves only to carry a man above his fellows for his own solitary glory. He is the greatest whose strength carries up the most hearts by the attraction of his own.
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