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Pain is God's midwife, that helps some virtue into existence.

Pain is God's midwife, that helps some virtue into existence.

Henry Ward Beecher
Pain, Helping, Virtue
Henry Ward Beecher (1871). “Plymouth Pulpit: A Weekly Publication of Sermons Preached by Henry Ward Beecher”, p.372

The reason that men are so slow to confess their vices is because they have not yet abandoned them.

Henry Ward Beecher
Men, Vices, Reason

Mirth is God's medicine.

Henry Ward Beecher
Humor, Medicine, Mirth
Henry Ward Beecher, William Drysdale (1887). “Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit”

Riches are not an end of life, but an instrument of life.

Henry Ward Beecher
Money, Riches, Wealth
Henry Ward Beecher, William Drysdale (1887). “Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit”

God's grace is the oil that fills the lamp of love.

Henry Ward Beecher
Love, Oil, Grace
Henry Ward Beecher (1872). “One Thousand Gems”, p.367

Every man is full of music; but it is not every man that knows how to bring it out.

Henry Ward Beecher
Music, Men, Know How
Henry Ward Beecher (1893). “The Original Plymouth Pulpit: Sermons from the Stenographic Reports by T.J. Ellinwood. September 1868 to September 1873”

God made the human body, and it is the most exquisite and wonderful organization which has come to us from the divine hand.

Henry Ward Beecher
Exercise, Hands, Organization
Henry Ward Beecher (1866). “Royal truths”, p.37

Christ certainly did come to destroy the law and the prophets.

Henry Ward Beecher
Law, Christ, Prophet
Henry Ward Beecher (1887). “Beecher : Christian Philosopher, Pulpit Orator, Patriot and Philantropist: A Volume of Representative Selections from the Sermons, Lectures, Prayers, and Letters of Henry Ward Beecher”

No grief has a right to immortality. That ground belongs to joy, to hope, to faith.

Henry Ward Beecher
Grief, Joy, Immortality
Henry Ward Beecher (1873). “The Original Plymouth Pulpit: Sermons of Henry Ward Beecher in Plymouth Church, Brooklyn”

October is the opal month of the year. It is the month of glory, of ripeness. It is the picture-month.

Henry Ward Beecher
Years, Opal, Months
Henry Ward Beecher, William Drysdale (1887). “Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit”

Affliction comes to us all ...not to impoverish, but to enrich us, as the plough enriches the field; to multiply our joy, as the seed, by planting, is multiplied a thousand-fold.

Henry Ward Beecher
Gratitude, Joy, Affliction

Vigilance is not only the price of liberty, but of success of any sort.

Henry Ward Beecher
Liberty, Vigilance, Eternal Vigilance

There are many persons who look on Sunday as a sponge to wipe out the sins of the week

Henry Ward Beecher
Sunday, Looks, Wipe

Genius is a steed too fiery for the plow or the cart.

Henry Ward Beecher
Genius, Carts, Fiery

God planted fear in the soul as truly as he planted hope or courage. Pear is a kind of bell, or gong, which rings the mind into quick life and avoidance upon the approach of danger. It is the soul's signal for rallying.

Henry Ward Beecher
Soul, Mind, Bells
"Life Thoughts".

A man that is afraid is never a man.

Henry Ward Beecher
Fear, Men

A mother has, perhaps, the hardest earthly lot; and yet no mother worthy of the name ever gave herself thoroughly for her child who did not feel that, after all, she reaped what she had sown.

Henry Ward Beecher
Mother, Children, Names
Henry Ward Beecher (1870). “Familiar Talks on Themes of General Christian Experience”, p.363

People of too much sentiment are like fountains, whose overflow keeps a disagreeable puddle about them.

Henry Ward Beecher
People, Puddles, Too Much
Henry Ward Beecher, William Drysdale (1887). “Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit”

Mountains of gold would not seduce some men, yet flattery would break them down.

Henry Ward Beecher
Men, Gold, Mountain
Henry Ward Beecher, William Drysdale (1887). “Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit”

The church is no more religion than the masonry of the aqueduct is the water that flows through it.

Henry Ward Beecher
Aqueducts, Water, Church
Henry Ward Beecher, William Drysdale (1887). “Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit”

There are apartments in the soul which have a glorious outlook; from whose windows you can see across the river of death, and into the shining city beyond; but how often are these neglected for the lower ones, which have earthward-looking windows.

Henry Ward Beecher
Cities, Rivers, Shining

Let every man come to God in his own way.

Henry Ward Beecher
Men, Tolerance, Way
Henry Ward Beecher (1858). “Life Thoughts”, p.63

A reputation for good judgment, for fair dealing, for truth, and for rectitude, is itself a fortune.

Henry Ward Beecher
Money, Character, Reputation
Henry Ward Beecher (1873). “The Sermons of Henry Ward Beecher in Plymouth Church, Brooklyn”, p.396

At the bottom of every leaf-stem is a cradle, and in it is an infant germ; the winds will rock it, the birds will sing to it all summer long, but the next season it will unfold and go alone.

Henry Ward Beecher
Summer, Song, Rocks
Henry Ward Beecher, William Drysdale (1887). “Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit”

Self-contemplation is apt to end in self-conceit.

Henry Ward Beecher
Self, Contemplation, Ends
Henry Ward Beecher, William Drysdale (1887). “Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit”

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