Quotes About Unity

We were having a class on civics, talking about what makes America a great country. I said I thought one important reason is that we've all come from different places in the world and that we learn from one another.

It was Mac who first made me think about the way food brought people together — and kept them apart.

we were attempting to snatch hope from the rubble of our broken city. And food was the perfect way to do it.

It is a funny thing about families and dogs – either they belong to each other or they don't. If you asked Peterkin and me – and Daddles – we would all have said we belonged to each other. But if you asked the Monroes – the meanest, dirtiest and most shiftless family in Haddock Harbor – they would have said he was their hound-dog.

If everyone could feel as I felt at that moment, dressed in my preppy sweater and McGregor coat and about to set out on a little journey with my Bambi-eyed girlfriend on Christmas Eve, all conflicts in the world would vanish. Mellow smiles would rule the earth.

Hey, take a good look, isn't the world still under your feet? I'm on this ground, and on this same ground are trees and grass and ants carrying sand to their nests, little girls chasing rolling balls, and puppies running. This ground runs under countless houses and mountains and rivers and seas, under everywhere. And I'm on it. Don't be scared, I'd told myself, the world is still under me.

any pop song in this particular country, when sung by several citizens at once, tended to turn into a mindless celebration devoid of any genuine sense of melancholy.

Ah yes it took a long time before I learned to think about man as a human being before I discovered his way of thinking before I took this path in this salutary direction and speaking of man or contemplating him I stopped asking such questions as is he white or black an anarchist or monarchist fashionable or outmoded ours or theirs and I began to ask what in him is of human being . . .

Al vivir, el hombre siente que es todas las personas y todas las cosas, así que no puede anhelar nada puesto tiene todo lo que es posibe tener, y al sentirse todo, no puede hacer daño a nadie ni a nada pues nadie hace daño a uno mismo

To understand our world, we must use a revolving globe and look at the earth from various vantage points. If we do so, we will see that the Atlantic is but a bridge linking the colorful, tropical Afro-Latin American world, whose strong ethnic and cultural bonds have been preserved to this day. For a Cuban who arrives in Angola, neither the climate, nor the landscape, nor the food are strange. For a Brazilian, even the language is the same.

Adversity draws men together and produces beauty and harmony in life's relationships, just as the cold of winter produces ice-flowers on the window-panes, which vanish with the warmth.

Faith is a marvel, and yet no human being is excluded from it; for that in which all human life is united is passion, and faith is a passion.

To be isolated is always to assert oneself numerically; when you assert yourself as one, that is isolation.

All distinctions between the many different kinds of love are essentially abolished by Christianity.

They make Christ a speculative unity of God and man; or they throw Christ away altogether and take His teaching; or for sheer seriousness they make Christ a false god. Spirit is the negation of direct immediacy. If Christ is very God, He must also be unrecognizable, He must assume recognizableness, which is the negation of all directness. Direct recognizableness is precisely the characteristic of the pagan god.

We need to learn from one another. Of one thing I am certain: No single people, tradition, religion, governmental form, ethical program, moral code, or civilization has had sufficient wisdom and goodness to set the pattern and govern the world in the ways of peace, decency, and mutual respect. I do not believe God ever intended it to be that way. He wants us to reach out and learn from the wisdom he has given to humanity over broad sweeps of time and place and personality.

Sandra nodded. "Agreed. A…oh, God, let's not call it a United Nations, shall we? That would doom things from the start.

Peace to the sky Sky to the earth Earth beneath sky Strength in all.

There are so many people, and they are so beautiful and hopeful. And they too are covered in holes. They each carry a bucket. And in each bucket is a hole. This is the song we're in.

Loyalty is a tight weave, a heathery tweed of which love is only one fiber.

Humanity, it seemed, was one of the galaxy's constants.

Who what am I? My answer: I am everyone everything whose being-in-the-world affected was affected by mine. I am anything that happens after I've gone which would not have happened if I had not come. Nor am I particularly exceptional in this matter; each 'I', every one of the now-six-hundred-million-plus of us, contains a similar multitude. I repeat for the last time: to understand me, you'll have to swallow the world.

This may be the curse of human race . Not that we are different from one anther , but we are so alike .

Peace broke out.