Quotes About Unity

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Persist not in calling attention to a matter calculated to cause division.—Patimokkha. Dwell together in mutual love.—Brahmanadhammika-sutta.

Waste not the smallest thing created, for grains of sand make mountains, and atomies infinity.

What if we could stop being different colors, different backgrounds, and just be in love?

The universe was good because he was in it.

We were warm and shivering, and young and ancient, and alive. I was thinking, it's true. We already love each other. We already do.

am not talking about fate. I don't believe in destiny or soul mates or the supernatural. I just mean we understood each other. All the way.

Open their souls. Open their veins. Wipe off their smiles. Be a family. Stay a family.

You are my girlfriend," whispered Matthew. " You're my girl and I'm your guy, and you're my girl and I'm your guy. Let's not fight.

I said something about what if what if we could somehow stop being the Beautiful Sinclair Family and just be a family? What if we could stop being different colors, different backgrounds, and just be in love?

And now he was mine and I said we should not let our love be threatened. We should not let the family fall apart. We should not accept an evil we can change. We would stand up against it, would we not? Yes. We should. We would be heroes, even.

No one here is a criminal. No one is an addict. No one is a failure.

The notebook was tattered, and on every fragile page Frankie could feel the fundamental connection between the boys. They were going through life together - whether the pranks they pulled were dumb or brilliant. She was going through life with no one.

what if what if we could somehow stop being the Beautiful Sinclair Family and just be a family? What if we could stop being different colors, different backgrounds, and just be in love?

No estoy hablando del destino. Yo no creo en el destino, ni en las almas gemelas, ni en lo sobrenatural. Lo que quiero decir es que nos comprendíamos el uno al otro. Totalmente.

ME, JOHNNY, MIRREN, and Gat. Gat, Mirren, Johnny, and me. The family calls us four the Liars, and probably we deserve it.

Maybe we have known each other always. Maybe our hearts have encountered each other somehow,

WELCOME TO THE beautiful Sinclair family. No one is a criminal. No one is an addict. No one is a failure.

I wrote our names in the sand. Cadence, Mirren, Johnny, & Gat. Gat, Johnny, Mirren, & Cadence. That was the beginning of us.

I do not really want to be separate from them. Ever.

We should not let the family fall apart. We should not accept an evil we can change. We would stand up against it, would we not? Yes. We should. We would be heroes, even.

He kisses me back. His fingers twine in mine and I'm dizzy and he's holding me up and everything is clear and everything is grand, again. Our kiss turns the world to dust. There is only us and nothing else matters

It is enough for me to hear someone talk sincerely about ideals, about the future, about philosophy, to hear him say "we" with a certain inflection of assurance, to hear him invoke "others" and regard himself as their interpreter - for me to consider him my enemy.

The world, he believed, is a globe of men who are trying to reach one another and can best do so by the help of goodwill plus culture and intelligence.