The clearest window that ever was fashioned if it is barred by spiders' webs, and hung over with carcasses of insects, so that the sunlight has forgotten to find its way through, of what use can it be? Now, the Church is God's window; and if it is so obscured by errors that its light is darkness, how great is that darkness!
Henry Ward BeecherIt's not the work which kills people, it's the worry. It's not the revolution that destroys machinery it's the friction.
Henry Ward BeecherDifficulties are God's errands; and when we are sent upon them, we should esteem it a proof of God's confidence.
Henry Ward Beecher