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 –
Henry Ward Beecher
Bury the Faults of Your Friends – Henry Ward Beecher
Every man should keep a fair sized cemetery in which to bury the faults of his friends.
– Henry Ward Beecher –
1813-1887
September 7, 2013
There are joys which long to be ours. God sends ten thousands truths, which come about us like birds seeking inlet; but we are shut up to them, and so they bring us nothing, but sit and sing awhile upon the roof, and then fly away.
– Henry Ward Beecher –