Quotes About Unity

if you put enough raindrops together you have a river.

Everything is made out of Magic, leaves and trees, flowers and birds, badgers and foxes and squirrels and people. So it must be all around us.

Soldiers don't complain...I am not going to do it; I will pretend this is part of a war.

stories belong to everybody.

Magic is always pushing and drawing and making things out of nothing. Everything is made out of Magic, leaves and trees, flowers and birds, badgers and foxes and squirrels and people. So it must be all around us.

Why, we are just the same - I am only a little girl like you. It's just an accident that I am not you, and you are not me!

Magic is always pushing and drawing and making things out of nothing. Everything is made out of Magic, leaves and trees, flowers and birds, badgers and foxes and squirrels and people. So it must be all around us. In this garden—in all the places.

Why," she said, "we are just the same—I am only a little girl like you. It's just an accident that I am not you, and you are not me!

How is it that animals understand things I do not know, but it is certain that they do understand. Perhaps there is a language that is not made up of words & everything in this world understands it. Perhaps there is a soul hidden in everything & it can always speak, without making a sound, to another soul.

Perhaps there is a soul hidden in everything and it can always speak, without even making a sound, to another soul.

Perhaps there is a language which is not made of words and everyone in the world understands it.

Ese día, la niña sin cariño y el niño enfermo que creía que iba a morir gozaron de estar juntos.

We are just the same—I am only a little girl like you. It's just an accident that I am not you, and you are not me!

You are inside my heart.

And they put their arms round each other and kissed as if they would never let each other go.

He said he couldn't understand a world 'shameless and cruel enough to divide its people by color when color is in fact the sign of God's artistic genius.

ongoing drama of life in a small town.

Natale con i tuoi, Pasqua con chi vuoi—Christmas with your own, Easter with whomever you wish.

Nonviolence is a weapon of the strong -Emma

Only one thing to do about hate that big...and that's to put a bigger love out there -Monster

No matter where I am, I am always loving you.

At first we raced through space, like shadows and light; her rants, my raves; her dark hair, my blonde; black dresses, white. She's a purple-black African-violet-dark butterfly and I a white moth. We were two wild ponies, Dawn and Midnight, the wind electrifying our manes and our hooves quaking the city; we were photo negatives of each other, together making the perfect image of a girl.

We got quiet. The garden was combing her hair and putting on earrings. The house was full of dancing creatures, not male and female but both, two lovers in one body. The books downstairs were reciting their poetry to each other, rubbing together, whispering through the leather covers. Wine was flowing through the water pipes. You had caught my leaping heart in your hand like a fish.

love is the only thing we have to save us