Our children that die young are like those spring bulbs which have their flowers prepared beforehand, and leave nothing to do but to break ground, and blossom, and pass away. Thank God for spring flowers among men, as well as among the grasses of the field.
Henry Ward BeecherThe real man is one who always finds excuses for others, but never excuses himself.
Henry Ward BeecherUndoubtedly we render our consciences callous by evil indulgences; but we cannot entirely subdue that still, small voice.
Henry Ward Beecher