Maxioms by Henry Ward Beecher
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.
A cup of coffee - real coffee - home-browned, home ground, home made, that comes to you dark as a read more
A cup of coffee - real coffee - home-browned, home ground, home made, that comes to you dark as a hazel-eye, but changes to a golden bronze as you temper it with cream that never cheated, but was real cream from its birth, thick, tenderly yellow, perfectly sweet, neither lumpy nor frothing on the Java: such a cup of coffee is a match for twenty blue devils and will exorcise them all.
Children are the hands by which we take hold of heaven.
Children are the hands by which we take hold of heaven.
A library is but the soul's burial-ground. It is the land of
shadows.
A library is but the soul's burial-ground. It is the land of
shadows.
I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love.
I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love.
