There 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 BeecherThorough selfishness destroys or paralyzes enjoyment. A heart made selfish by the contest for wealth is like a citadel stormed in war, utterly shattered.
Henry Ward BeecherGod wishes to exhaust all means of kindness before His hand takes hold on justice.
Henry Ward BeecherThe diameter of each day is measured by the stretch of thought - not by the rising and setting of the sun.
Henry Ward Beecher