A grindstone that had not grit in it, how long would it take to sharpen an ax? And affairs that had not grit in them, how long would they take to make a man?
Henry Ward BeecherThere is an ugly kind of forgiveness in this world,--a kind of hedgehog forgiveness, shot out like quills. Men take one who has offended, and set him down before the blowpipe of their indignation, and scorch him, and burn his fault into him; and when they have kneaded him sufficiently with their fiery fists, then--they forgive him.
Henry Ward BeecherWhen a man sells eleven ounces for twelve, he makes a compact with the devil, and sells himself for the value of an ounce.
Henry Ward Beecher