What did Henry Ward Beecher mean by: Christians should be like a flower store: the odor of sanctity should betray them wherever they are. - Henry Ward Beecher Copy
+ The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world’s joy. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Ward Beecher, Love, Summer, 0 - Henry Ward Beecher
+ The last person one wants to be is themselves. Sadly, that is the best person to be. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Ward Beecher, Confidence, 0 - Henry Ward Beecher
+ The worst prison is not of stone. It is of a throbbing heart, outraged by an infamous life. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Ward Beecher, Heart, Prison, Stones, 0 - Henry Ward Beecher
+ The strength of a man consists in finding out the way God is going, and going that way. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Ward Beecher, Strength, War, 0 - Henry Ward Beecher
+ Take from the Bible the Godship of Christ, and it would be but a heap of dust. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Ward Beecher, Christ, Dust, 0 - Henry Ward Beecher
+ Human life is God’s outer church. Its needs and urgencies are priests and pastors. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Ward Beecher, Church, Human, 0 - Henry Ward Beecher
+ It will not do to be saints at meeting and sinners everywhere else. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Ward Beecher, Hypocrisy, Meetings, Saint, 0 - Henry Ward Beecher
+ Everyone has conscience enough to hate; few have religion enough to love. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Ward Beecher, Despise, Enough, Hate, 0 - Henry Ward Beecher
You have to observe flowers in order to find the right tones for the folds of clothes. - Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres Painter · France
Art is like a border of flowers along the course of civilization. - Lincoln Steffens Journalist · USA
The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
