Henry Ward Beecher

Look out upon that fallen creature whose gay sally through the street calls out the significant laugh of bad men, the pity of good men, and the horror of the pure. Was not her cradle

On unrolling some of the old Egyptian mummies, you will find wheat three thousand years old. The Greek empire has risen and gone; the Roman empire has been riven and its dust has been blown

Do you ask, “Why not do away with the church, if its members make so many mistakes?” Would you take away the light-house because careless mariners, through wrong observations, run their ships high and dry

Sin is not only strong to seduce, but heartless to sustain its victims. It will exhaust your means, teach you to despise the God of your fathers, and then when the inevitable disaster of wickedness

Religion, in one sense, is a life of self-denial, just as husbandry, in one sense is a life of death. You go and bury a seed and that is husbandry; but you bury one, that

Let us interrupt the flow of the week, and rear up another Sabbath in the middle of it. And, as those who swim mighty streams do stop, panting, to rest upon some midway rock ere

Oftentimes you will find men who have been penurious all their lives, and who have amassed a fortune, attempting to buy respect in their old age. Sometimes they do it by making their will, and

Am I poor? He cannot be poor to whom God’s angels come every day and every night Have I no riches here? I have all that every man owns on this earth, and all that

On a summer’s day, the gentle western wind brings in all the sweets of the field and garden; and the child, overtasked by joy, comes back weary, and climbs for sport into the mother’s lap;