Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures. — Henry Ward Beecher
God makes the life fertile by disappointments, as he makes the ground fertile by frosts. — Henry Ward Beecher
Troubles loom up big when they’re ahead, And joys seem always sweeter when they’re past. — Henry Ward Beecher
All the wide world is but the husbandry of God for the development of the one fruit-man. — Henry Ward Beecher
The rarest feeling that ever lights a human face is the contentment of a loving soul. — Henry Ward Beecher