October is nature's funeral month. Nature glories in death more than in life. The month of departure is more beautiful than the month of coming - October than May. Every green thin loves to die in bright colors.
Henry Ward BeecherNo man rides so high and in such good company as the man that allies himself to a truth.
Henry Ward BeecherChildren are the hands by which we take hold of heaven. By these tendrils we clasp it and climb thitherward. And why do we think that we are separated from them? We never half knew them, nor in this world could.
Henry Ward Beecher