Suppose it should be given to some malign angel to put upon every man some outward visible mark of the thoughts that you have had of him during the passage of a single day; and that at evening these men should come up before you, one by one, each having a blotch upon him significant of the judgment which you had passed? What would you think at such a sight as you would then see? Why, it would be as if a hospital had opened its doors, and let out a troop of its miserable, spotted, scarred, deformed, leprous inmates! You would say, "Who are these wretched, diseased creatures? Ah, who are they?" "They are the men who come before you, bringing only the spots and stains that you have given them!" Ah! let every man heed the Apostle's injunction, and let every man be not only slow to hear and to speak, but slow even to think evil of his fellow men!—Beecher.