Look, little currant bush, I am the gardener here, and I know what I want you to be. I didnโt intend you to be a fruit tree or a shade tree. I want you to be a currant bush, and some day, little currant bush, when you are laden with fruit, you are going to say, โThank you, Mr. Gardener, for loving me enough to cut me down, for caring enough about me to hurt me. Thank you, Mr. Gardener.โ
Hugh B. BrownEvery man is a diary in which he writes one story while intending to write another. His humblest moment is when he compares the two
Hugh B. BrownRevealed insights should leave us stricken with the knowledge of how little we really know. It should never lead to an emotional arrogance based upon a false assumption that we somehow have all the answers - that we in fact have a corner on truth. For we do not.
Hugh B. BrownThere never was another like you in this world. God throws the mold away every time he makes a man [or woman]... I think He made you what you are in order that you might do some particular thing better than anyone else in the world could do it.
Hugh B. Brown