Quotes About Unity

To be sure, late that afternoon, Union soldiers drifted into the Confederate camp, and soon knots of blue- and gray-clad men dotted the hills around Appomattox Court House; bullets were indeed replaced by backslaps, the rebel yell with a hearty Southern drawl, war fervor with the first hints of war nostalgia, unbridled hatred with nascent relief, and, by the next day, West Point mini-reunions were even breaking out at the McLean farmhouse. But

When it comes to dysfunctional families," he said,"I'll put mine up against anyone's, anytime

We are all being called to help usher in a new way of being for humanity. We are called not only for ourselves but to inspire these changes in others.

A brother is a friend given by Nature.

Wolves are brotherly," he said. "They love each other, and if you learn to speak to them, they will love you too.

All men's misfortunes spring from their hatred of being alone.

To be among people one loves, that's sufficient; to dream, to speak to them, to be silent among them, to think of indifferent things; but among them, everything is equal.

People must help one another it is nature's law.

Better to rely on one powerful king than on many little princes.

As proof that HOW we see things matters, Gen. Montgomery took a preprepared text that had been deemed an innocuous complement to his American troops and delivered it in such a way that his condescension prompted more division than unity.

I do not believe in God, for that implies an effort of the will — I see God everywhere!

First of all, don't mix your hairpins up with mine! You .... Oh! All right, mix your muck with mine. Mix it! Mix your rags with my tatters! Mix it all up. ...

I love you as if you were in my belly. You're not my sweetheart, you're myself. My heart or my sex. A branch of me.

Quatorze juillet : partout le bleu, le blanc, le rouge. Divine, par gentillesse pour elles, méprisées, s'habille de toutes les autres couleurs.

They spent their time doing nothing... they let intimacy fuse them.

Deixou de existir a nossa terra. Quem ama, ama o mundo ou não ama nada.

Une femme comme ça, c'était un morceau de la terre, le pareil d'un arbre, d'une colline, d'une rivière, d'une montagne. Ça faisait partie du rond ensemble. Ça durerait autant que les étoiles !

s'aimaient comme des gens libres. Vous me direz : « comme des bêtes » ; et puis après

It seems to me that today every piece of writing, every word one Frenchman can say to all the other French must be first and foremost a sign of fraternity, and then must mean: 'Be proud, whoever you are, my comrade, my brother. All this happened only because we were not proud enough. Be proud. You are not defeated and you never will be.

1. Once again, my country, that country which is only an idea has not been invaded and never will be. 2. Pétain is not France. Pétain and Laval do not speak for us. Their word does not commit us to anything and cannot dishonor us. 3. The only right way to gauge this event must be in terms of the world. In the world, France has not been defeated.

It means: I bow to the divine light within you and you bow to the divine light within me.

Malaga Alves." Obviously. Everything that rises must converge.

She doesn't scream, but she groans and the sounds she makes are beyond the pain and work of labor, beyond human—or even animal—life. They are the sounds that move the earth, the sounds that give voice to the deep, violent fissures in the bark of the redwoods. They are the sounds of splitting cells, of bonding atoms, the sounds of the waxing moon and the forming stars.

But when you live in beauty and look from beauty, everything points in different ways to your wholeness.