Inspirational Quotes by Henry Ward Beecher
“Music cleanses the understanding; inspires it, and lifts it into a realm which it would not reach if it were left to itself.”
“The bibliophile is the master of his books, the bibliomaniac their slave.”
“Buku adalah sebuah taman, sebuah kebun buah, sebuah gudang penuh barang, sebuah pesta, seorang teman seperjalanan, seorang penasihat, bahkan sejumlah besar penasihat.”
“Every writer dips his brush into his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.”
“I know no greater bore than the man who insists on lending you a book which you do not intend to read.”
“Don Vicente, a monk of the Convent of Pobla in Aragon, murdered several collectors in order to get their best books;”
“It is the heart that makes a man rich. He is rich according to what he is, not according to what he has.”
“Terberkatilah orang-orang yang menciptakan kebahagiaan, Terberkatilah mereka yang menyingkirkan segala pertengkaran, Orang yang membuat jalan hidup menjadi mulus dan membuat lawan menjadi lembut.”
“Love is the only thing that has a perennial root, and that death cannot touch. It is the spirit that constitutes the central influence of human sympathy, of love, of love untarnished, untouched: and when you arise in the other sphere you will find that your personal identity will be that identity which is framed round about the great, glowing, central, summer influence of Love.”
topics: love
“Living is death; dying is life. We are not what we appear to be. On this side of the grave we are exiles, on that, citizens; on this side, orphans, on that, children; on this side, captives; on that, freemen; on this side, disguised, unknown; on that, disclosed and proclaimed as the sons of God.”
“Gratitude is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul.”
“The fact that so many young men and women enter the teaching profession shows that there are still some people willing to scrape along on comparatively little money for the pleasure of following an occupation in which they delight.”
“The fury which destroys an opponent’s character, would stop at nothing, if barriers were thrown down. That which is true of the leaders in politics, is true of subordinates. Political dishonesty in voters runs into general dishonesty, as the rotten speck taints the whole apple. A community whose politics are conducted by a perpetual breach of honesty on both sides, will be tainted by immorality throughout. Men will play the same game in their private affairs, which they have learned to play in public matters. The guile, the crafty vigilance, the dishonest advantage, the cunning sharpness;—the tricks and traps and sly evasions; the equivocal promises, and unequivocal neglect of them, which characterize political action, will equally characterize private action. The mind has no kitchen to do its dirty work in, while the parlor remains clean. Dishonesty is an atmosphere; if it comes into one apartment, it penetrates into every one. Whoever will lie in politics, will lie in traffic. Whoever will slander in politics, will slander in personal squabbles. A professor of religion who is a dishonest politician, is a dishonest Christian. His creed is a perpetual index of his hypocrisy.”
“Do not look back on happiness, or dream of it in the future. You are only sure of today; do not let yourself be cheated out of it.”
topics: Happiness
“The strength and happiness of a man consists in finding out the way in which God is going, and going that way too.”
topics: Happiness
“There is no faculty of the human soul so persistent and universal as that of hatred.”
topics: Hatred
“Heaven will be inherited by every man who has heaven in his soul.”
topics: Heaven
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Henry Ward Beecher was an American preacher and reformer, born in Litchfield, Connecticut. He was the eighth child of Lyman and Roxana Foote Beecher, and brother of Harriet Beecher Stowe.
Reared in a Puritan atmosphere, he has graphically described the mystical experience which, coming to him in his early youth, changed his whole conception of theology and determined his choice of the ministry.
It was in the pulpit that Beecher was seen at his best. His mastery of the English tongue, his dramatic power, his instinctive art of impersonation, which had become a second nature, his vivid imagination, his breadth of intellectual view, his quaint humor alternating with genuine pathos, and above all his simple and singularly unaffected devotional nature, made him as a preacher without a peer in his own time and country.
He was stricken with apoplexy while still active in the ministry, and died at Brooklyn on the 8th of March 1887, in the seventy-fourth year of his age.