Not thine the sorrow, but ours, sainted soul! Thou hast indeed entered into the promised land, while we are yet on the march. To us remain the rocking of the deep, the storm upon the land, days of duty and nights of watching; but thou are sphered high above all darkness and fear, beyond all sorrow and weariness. Rest, oh, weary heart!
Henry Ward BeecherA man that puts himself on the ground of moral principle, if the whole world be against him, is mightier than all of them.
Henry Ward BeecherGood men are not those who now and then do a good act, but men who join one good act to another.
Henry Ward BeecherYou are not called to be a canary in a cage. You are called to be an eagle, and to fly sun to sun, over continents.
Henry Ward BeecherThe great men of earth are the shadow men, who, having lived and died, now live again and forever through their undying thoughts. Thus living, though their footfalls are heard no more, their voices are louder than the thunder, and unceasing as the flow of tides or air.
Henry Ward BeecherThere are many trials in life which do not seem to come from unwisdom or folly; they are silver arrows shot from the bow of God, and fixed inextricably in the quivering heart - they are meant to be borne - they were not meant, like snow or water, to melt as soon as they strike; but the moment an ill can be patiently borne it is disarmed of its poison, though not of its pain.
Henry Ward Beecher