No cradle for an emperor's child was ever prepared with so much magnificence as this world has been made for man. But it is only his cradle.
Henry Ward BeecherThe most miserable pettifogging in the world is that of a man in the court of his own consciences.
Henry Ward BeecherIn the morning, we carry the world like Atlas; at noon, we stoop and bend beneath it; and at night, it crushes us flat to the ground.
Henry Ward BeecherThe methods by which men have met and conquered trouble, or been slain by it, are the same in every age. Some have floated on the sea, and trouble carried them on its surface as the sea carries cork. Some have sunk at once to the bottom as foundering ships sink. Some have run away from their own thoughts. Some have coiled themselves up into a stoical indifference. Some have braved the trouble, and defied it. Some have carried it as a tree does a wound, until by new wood it can overgrow and cover the old gash.
Henry Ward Beecher