Henry Ward Beecher Quotes About Love

• We never know the love of the parent for the child till we become parents.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Inspirational, Family

  "Royal Truths, etc".

• Of all the music that reached farthest into heaven, it is the beating of a loving heart.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Life, Friendship

• Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Valentines Day, Dream

  Henry Ward Beecher, Augusta Moore (1859). “Notes from Plymouth Pulpit: A Collection of Memorable Passages from the Discourses of Henry Ward Beecher, with a Sketch of Mr. Beecher and the Lecture Room”, p.41

• There is no friendship, no love, like that of the parent for the child.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Daughter, Children

  Henry Ward Beecher, William Drysdale (1887). “Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit”

• The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world's joy.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Positive, Summer

  Henry Ward Beecher (1871). “Lectures to young men, on various important subjects”, p.296

• I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Valentines Day, Crush

• Love is the river of life in this world.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Rivers, World

  "Morning and Evening Exercises: Selected from the Published and Unpublished Writings of The Rev. Henry Ward Beecher".

• Love cannot endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Like a lamp, it needs to be fed out of the oil of another's heart, or its flame burns low.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Heart, Flames

• What the heart has once owned and had, it shall never lose.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Missing You, Heartbreak

  Henry Ward Beecher (2009). “Star Papers”, p.184, Applewood Books

• Love is the river of life in this world. Think not that ye know it who stand at the little tinkling rill, the first small fountain. Not until you have gone through the rocky gorges, and not lost the stream; not until you nave gone through the meadow, and the stream has widened and deepened until fleets could ride on its bosom; not until beyond the meadow you have come to the unfathomable ocean, and poured your treasures into its depths--not until then can you know what love is.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Ocean, Thinking

• When there is love in the heart, there are rainbows in the eyes, which cover every black cloud with gorgeous hues.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Heart, Eye

  Henry Ward Beecher (1858). “Life Thoughts”, p.54

• It is not merely cruelty that leads men to love war, it is excitement.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, War, Men

  Henry Ward Beecher (1873). “The Sermons of Henry Ward Beecher in Plymouth Church, Brooklyn”, p.111

• Fear secretes acids; but love and trust are sweet juices.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Sweet, Worry

  Henry Ward Beecher (1871). “Lectures to young men, on various important subjects”, p.303

• Love is the wine of existence.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Wine, Love Is

  Henry Ward Beecher, Truman Jeremiah Ellinwood (1872). “The Original Plymouth Pulpit: Sermons of Henry Ward Beecher in Plymouth Church, Brooklyn”, p.47

• He who hunts for flowers will finds flowers; and he who loves weeds will find weeds.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Weed, Flower

• To the great tree-loving fraternity we belong. We love trees with universal and unfeigned love, and all things that do grow under them or around them - the whole leaf and root tribe. Not alone when they are in their glory, but in whatever state they are - in leaf, or rimed with frost, or powdered with snow, or crystal-sheathed in ice, or in severe outline stripped and bare against a November sky - we love them.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Ice, Sky

  Henry Ward Beecher (2009). “Star Papers”, p.272, Applewood Books

• It is a man dying with his harness on that angels love to escort upward.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Angel, Men

  Henry Ward Beecher, William Drysdale (1887). “Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit”

• Our earthly loves are but so many silver steps leading us up to the great golden love of God.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Golden, Steps

  Henry Ward Beecher, Truman Jeremiah Ellinwood (1897). “The original Plymouth pulpit”

• Love without faith is as bad as faith without love.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Without Love

  Henry Ward Beecher (1880). “Golden Gleams: From Rev. Henry Ward Beecher's Words and Works : Being a Choice Collection of Over 350 Extracts from the Latest Writings, Sermons, and Lectures of the Celebrated American Preacher and Author”

• Love is more just than justice.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Love Is, Justice

  Henry Ward Beecher (1858). “Life Thoughts”, p.158

• Nothing goes far which has not the wings of love to make it buoyant, so that it can fly.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Wings, Wings Of Love

  Henry Ward Beecher (1870). “Lecture-room Talks: A Series of Familiar Discourses on Themes of General Christian Experience”, p.3

• The great lever by which to raise and save the world is the unbounded love and mercy of God.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Mercy Of God, World

• I never know how to worship until I know how to love; and to love I must have something that I can put my arms around, — something that, touching my heart, shall leave not the chill of ice, but the warmth of summer.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Arms, I Can

  "Royal Truths".

• Love is the medicine of all moral evil. By it the world is to be cured of sin.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Medicine, Evil

  Henry Ward Beecher, Truman Jeremiah Ellinwood (1897). “The original Plymouth pulpit”

• There can be no barrenness in full summer. The very sand will yield something. Rocks will have mosses, and every rift will have its wind-flower, and every crevice a leaf; while from the fertile soil will be reared a gorgeous troop of growths, that will carry their life in ten thousand forms, but all with praise to God. And so it is when the soul knows its summer. Love redeems its weakness, clothes its barrenness, enriches its poverty, and makes its very desert to bud and blossom as the rose.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Summer, Flower

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