Quotes About Unity

There is a great unseen circularity in life, and we are all interacting with the people we are supposed to help and be helped by.

But one immediate thing can be done right now, and that is: lower the temperature. Any way you can, and everybody. Just lower it.

I don't play solitaire. It seems so lonely, somehow.

To love and be loved is a wonder.

I don't know if I believe in marriage. I believe in family, love and children.

But we weren't meant to live alone,' said Frank. 'Life makes its own corrections.

Sigh like the wind--open your arms, your chest, your heart--and all creatures will hum to you.

shared witness against injustice could marshal triumphs that wars never could.

I believe that. It is easy to be bleak about the human race, but there are people who have proved to me that we can be better than we are."19

People are people, Meg, no matter what their skin color is or how much money they have or what country they come from. We all breathe and feel joy and pain. We all hate and love and laugh and cry and bleed. And no matter how different we may be on the outside, God loves us all and never leaves us.

Se Ngunga está em todos nós, que esperamos então para o fazer crescer? Como as árvores, como o massango e o milho, ele crescerá dentro de nós se o regarmos. Não com água do rio, mas com ações. Não com água do rio, mas com a que Uassamba em sonhos oferecia a Ngunga: a ternura.

But there is me. And you. Somewhere out there, there's you. And I'm glad there's you. And I'm glad that I know that there's you. And somewhere, in a remote corner somewhere, there's a little we. A little we that will still be there no matter what happens now. First-person plural: We. I. And you. We.

Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?

...Ere midnight's frown and morning's smile, ere thou and peace may meet.

He is made one with Nature: there is heardHis voice in all her music, from the moanOf thunder to the song of night's sweet bird.

Nothing in the world is single,All things by a law divineIn one spirit meet and mingle.

See! the mountains kiss high heaven, And the waves clasp one another; No sister flower would be forgiven If it disdained its brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth, And the moonbeams kiss the sea: - What are all these kissings worth, If thou kiss not me?

When soul meets soul on lovers' lips.

Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one spirit meet and mingle. Why not I with thine?

Good-night? ah! no; the hour is ill Which severs those it should unite; Let us remain together still, Then it will be good night. How can I call the lone night good, Though thy sweet wishes wing its flight? Be it not said, thought, understood -- Then it will be -- good night. To hearts which near each other move From evening close to morning light, The night is good; because, my love, They never say good-night.

Rise like lions after slumber In unvanquishable number Shake your chains to earth like dew We are many, they are few

True Love in this differs from gold and clay, That to divide is not to take away. Epipsychidion

Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.

Men of England, heirs of Glory, Heroes of unwritten story, Nurslings of one mighty Mother, Hopes of her, and one another; Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number, Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you- Ye are many — they are few