The soul is a temple; and God is silently building it by night and by day. Precious thoughts are building it; disinterested love is building it; all-penetrating faith is building it.
Henry Ward BeecherSorrows, as storms, bring down the clouds close to the earth; sorrows bring heaven down close; and they are instruments of cleansing and purifying.
Henry Ward BeecherMake men large and strong and tyranny will bankrupt itself in making shackles for them.
Henry Ward Beecher