We ask the leaf, "Are you complete in yourself?" And the leaf answers, "No, my life is in the branches." We ask the branch, and the branch answers, "No my life is in the root." We ask the root, and it answers, "No my life is in the trunk and the branches and the leaves. Keep the branches stripped of leaves, and I shall die," So it is with the great tree of being. Nothing is completely and merely individual.
Harry Emerson FosdickThe stars are not so strange as the mind that studies them, analyzes their light, and measures their distance.
Harry Emerson FosdickBitterness imprisons life; love releases it. Bitterness paralyzes life; love empowers it. Bitterness sours life; love sweetens it. Bitterness sickens life; love heals it. Bitterness blinds life; love anoints its eyes.
Harry Emerson FosdickFalsehood is never better than truth, theft better than honesty, treachery better than loyalty, cowardice better than courage.
Harry Emerson Fosdick