Maxioms by Henry Ward Beecher
A tool is but the extension of a man's hand, and a machine is but a complex tool. And he read more
A tool is but the extension of a man's hand, and a machine is but a complex tool. And he that invents a machine augments the power of a man and the well-being of mankind.
The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.
The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.
Rain! whose soft architectural hands have power to cut stones, and chisel to shapes of grandeur the very mountains.
Rain! whose soft architectural hands have power to cut stones, and chisel to shapes of grandeur the very mountains.
Many men are mere warehouses full of merchandise--the head, the
heart, are stuffed with goods. . . . There read more
Many men are mere warehouses full of merchandise--the head, the
heart, are stuffed with goods. . . . There are apartments in
their souls which were once tenanted by taste, and love, and joy,
and worship, but they are all deserted now, and the rooms are
filled with earthy and material things.
Pride slays thanksgiving, but a humble mind is the soil out of which thanks naturally grow. A proud man is read more
Pride slays thanksgiving, but a humble mind is the soil out of which thanks naturally grow. A proud man is seldom a grateful man, for he never thinks he gets as much as he deserves.
