Quotes About Unity

Let nothing keep you separate from the truth. The soul, illumined from within, longs to be known for what it is.

What if the real threat posed to society and democracy is not actually posed by the other side? What if the real danger is posed by political and media elites who try to get us to think that we'd be better off without the other side and who use these divisions for their own personal, financial, political benefit?

The extraordinary thing about India is that it's such a family place. It's full of families everywhere.

I keep returning to the last chorus of All Apologies, where Kurt sang: 'In the sun, I feel as one / All in all is all we are.' And to these lines from his journals: 'No true talent is fully organic. Yet the obviously superior talented have not only control of study, but that extra special little gift at birth fueled by passion. A built-in, totally spiritual, unexplainable, new age, fucking cosmic, energy-bursting love.

Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed people can change the world; indeed, it's the only thing that ever has." -Margaret Mead

Doing two things like a half-wit never equals doing one thing like a whole wit.

Because isn't to be pursued, to be thought of as special, to be needed by someone somewhere, whether we know them yet or not, all any of us actually want?

Die Menschen, die dich umgeben, sind ein Teil von dir. Ihr habt eine gemeinsame Geschichte. Sie können sie sogar mit dir gemeinsam schreiben. Und wenn du einen verlierst, verlierst du damit ein Stück von dir, egal wie du ihn verloren hast.

So, maybe Yeses are meant to be shared. Maybe that's what all this is about. Maybe life's about finding opportunities to share with someone. That's all it is, when you think about it. A series of opportunities to share.

Heat cannot be separated from fire, or beauty from The Eternal.

Sometimes thou seem'st not as thyself alone, But as the meaning of all things that are.

Life is spherical now.

Un Québécois: C'est un individus prêt à mourir pour une langue qu'il ne cherche pas à bien écrire.

I recalled a theory my father had concocted one night, while we sat in an Oakland juke joint sharing a plate of ribs. He'd said humor, above all else, was what bound each of us and separated each of us from one another. Humor was the great moment of truth. What we thought was funny was how we defined ourselves, and revealed ourselves, whether we knew it or not.

The only word for love is everybody's name.

When people transcend the myth that proximity means conflict and invasion of privacy, they gravitate toward finding ways to integrate the talents and skills of their community members.

We are cool, and we know it, and our people know it!" That's what the capitol complex in Madison, Wisconsin, seems to exclaim every time I've played in that city.

There's no such thing as a problem that's yours and not mine.

When you love a woman, you love yourself, and it's terrible really, how it seems perfectly possible to swallow the other. With a man you want to join, you want your ribs to connect like handcuffs. But with a woman if you swallow, she becomes you.

Say no! I thought. Say you want yourself all for your own self. Say that you have no specific country, say that you are important without any story from above, say that your home is with me and the other girls up in the sky.

Earth won't let a whole race, a whole species, be destroyed.

You are all at once the subject, object, predicate, preposition, and period of my thoughts.

Our homeland is the whole world. Our law is liberty. We have but one thought, revolution in our hearts.

Cuando un grupo político decide tomar el poder ¿qué es lo que hace? En primer lugar, elige a sus enemigos, a la gente «diferente», judíos, gitanos, homosexuales, ateos, comunistas, anarquistas... Es una antigua regla: «¡Dadme un enemigo y moveré el mundo! ¡Permanezcamos unidos, permanezcamos juntos y destruyamos a esta escoria! ¡Llenemos las cárceles con estos infames, Dios está con nosotros!».