Life thoughts, gathered from the extemporaneous discourses of Henry Ward Beecher. By one of his congregation.

LIFE THOUGHITS. 31
where we shall come upon the shady dell, or where
the fountains will gush and the birds sing. That is
with God.
GOD pardons like a mother, who kisses the offence
into everlasting forgetfulness.
RAPHAEL did well, and Phidias did well; but it
is not painter or sculptor who is making himself
most nobly immortal. It is he who is making true
impressions upon the mind of mail; frescoes for
eternity, that will not shine out till the light of
heaven reveals them; sculptures, not wrought in
outward things, but in the inward nature and character of the soul.
OUR children that die young are like those spring
bulbs which have their flowers prepared beforehand,
and have nothing to do but to break ground, and
blossom, and pass away. Thank God for spring
flowers among men, as well as among the grasses
of the field.
A CHRISTIANITY which will not help those who
are struggling from the bottom to the top of society
needs another Christ to die for it.