Beecher, Harriet Ward
Affliction comes to us, not to make us sad but sober; not to make us sorry but wise.
adversity
Beecher, Harriet Ward
Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nat
art
Beecher, Harriet Ward
Well-married, a man is winged: ill-matched, he is shackled.
marriage