The beginnings of moral enterprises in this world are never to be measured by any apparent growth. ... At length comes the sudden ripeness and the full success, and he who is called in at the final moment deems this success his own. He is but the reaper and not the labourer. Other men sowed and tilled and he but enters into their labours.
Henry Ward BeecherAll the wide world is but the husbandry of God for the development of the one fruit-man.
Henry Ward BeecherSuccess is full of promise till one gets it, and then it seems like a nest from which the bird has flown.
Henry Ward BeecherIn the morning, we carry the world like Atlas; at noon, we stoop and bend beneath it; and at night, it crushes us flat to the ground.
Henry Ward Beecher