Maxioms by Henry Ward Beecher
I can forgive, but I cannot forget, is only another way of saying, I will not forgive. Forgiveness ought to read more
I can forgive, but I cannot forget, is only another way of saying, I will not forgive. Forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note--torn in two, and burned up, so that it never can be shown against one. -Henry Ward Beecher.
Gratitude is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul.
Gratitude is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul.
Feast of Stephen, Deacon, First Martyr There is not a heart but has its moments of longing, read more
Feast of Stephen, Deacon, First Martyr There is not a heart but has its moments of longing, yearning for something better; nobler; holier than it knows now.
I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love.
I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love.
Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.
Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.
