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 A proud man is seldom a grateful man, for he never
thinks he gets as much as he deserves.
| H.W. Beecher | 
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All words are pegs to hang ideas on. | H.W. Beecher |
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Even a liar tells 100 truths to one lie; he has to, to make
the lie good for anything. | H.W. Beecher |
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Flowers are the sweetest things that God ever made
and forgot to put a soul into. | H.W. Beecher |
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God pardons like a mother; who kisses the offence into
everlasting forgetfulness. | H.W. Beecher |
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Greatness lies not in being strong, but in the right use
of strength. | H.W. Beecher |
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Nothing dies so hard, so rallies so often, as intolerance. | H.W. Beecher |
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Philosophy of one century is the common sense of the
next. | H.W. Beecher |
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There is no friendship, no love, like that of the parent
for the child. | H.W. Beecher |
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