Quotes About Unity

Say what you will about the Mafia, but it works because everyone has a specific role to play. They all do what they do for the greater good of the organization. They'd willingly die for each other. The other reason a wolf pack is like the Mafia? Because, for both groups, there is nothing more important than family.

Skin color doesn't make you different,' Melody said. 'We're all the same on the inside.' 'The only people who ever say that,' Raymon replied, 'are white.

She wanted to get at the hate of them all, to pry at it and work at it until she found a little chink, and then pull out a pebble or a stone or a brick and then a part of the wall, and, once started, the whole edifice might roar down and be done away with. —RAY BRADBURY, THE ILLUSTRATED MAN

where all the differences in schooling and money and skin colour evaporated like mirages in a desert. Where everyone was equal, and it was just one woman, helping another.

The village, without bread, grew bitter. There was nothing to break at the table with family, to digest over conversation.

Nobody," Sage reads, "who looks at a shard of flint lying beneath a rock ledge, or who finds a splintered log by the side of the road would ever find magic in their solitude. But in the right circumstances, if you bring them together, you can start a fire that consumes the world.

Any military man will tell you that the way to pull two divided groups together is to give them a common enemy. This is what Hitler did, when he came to power in 1933 as chancellor.

Maybe there are entire worlds where there are no fences, where feeling bears you like a tide.

You see, I tell myself. Here is proof. I've known Christina my whole life. And yes, maybe there are differences between us—socioeconomic, political, racial—but that doesn't mean we can't connect, human to human, friend to friend.

What if love wasn't the act of finding what you were missing but the give-and-take that made you both match?

You couldn't blame it all on the military, though. The evidence they presented for the Taurans' having been responsible for the earlier casualties was laughably thin. The few people who pointed this out were ignored. The fact was, Earth's economy needed a war, and this one was ideal. It gave a nice hole to throw buckets of money into, but would unify humanity rather than dividing it. The

I have a radical thought," Meryl said. "Instead of heading for the hills with guns, why don't we try to find something like the Red Cross, and volunteer. Try to do something constructive.

Lumea este alc?tuit? din toate soiurile de oameni. O armat? e alc?tuit? din mai pu?ine soiuri.

Life is a bunch of cells walking around with a common purpose.

It takes all kinds of people to make a world. Fewer kinds to make an army.

Christ and Buddha

There had been an army in which that sort of thing was done, a strong quasi-memory told me. The Marxist POUM militia in the Spanish Civil War, early twentieth. You obeyed an order only after it had been explained in detail; you could refuse if it didn't make sense. Officers and men got drunk together and never saluted or used titles. They lost the war. But the other side didn't have any fun.

We did have the consolation, not small, that however short the remainder of our lives would be, we would at least be together.

Someone has said that enemies are just people whose stories we don't know. I see a lot of truth in that. The more other people's stories are hidden from us, the easier it is for us to view them as enemies. But, when we begin to learn their stories, we recognize all we share in common with them and we delight in how the unique beauty of their traditions enriches our own lives.

All the world is made of music. We are all strings on a lyre. We resonate. We sing together.

Buildings, streets, the economy, the government, even our families, stay together simply because we want them to. Without that will, that desire to maintain, things fall apart.

The gruff, gold-hearted Brooklyn guys who won't hesitate to help someone out. The way New Yorkers pull together when they need to.

It's like we are in a grand symphony," Dr. Hew Len explained. "Each of us has an instrument to play. I have one, too. Your readers have theirs. None are the same. In order for the concert to play and everyone to enjoy it, they need to play their part and not another's. We get into trouble when we don't pick up our instrument or we think someone has a better one. That's memory.

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