The slave labors, but with no cheer - it is not the road to respectability, it will honor him with no citizens' trust, it brings no bread to his family, no grain to his garner, no leisure in after-days, no books or papers to his children. It opens no school-house door, builds no church, rears for him no factory, lays no keel, fills no bank, earns no acres. With sweat and toil and ignorance he consumes his life, to pour the earnings into channels from which he does no drink, into hands that never honor him. But perpetually rob and often torment.
Henry Ward BeecherThe Church is not a gallery for the exhibition of eminent Christians, but a school for the education of imperfect ones.
Henry Ward BeecherThe test of Christian character should be that a man is a joy-bearing agent to the world.
Henry Ward Beecher