Quotes About Help

Sometimes I think you'll be fine by yourself Cause a dream is a wish you make all alone; It's easy to feel like you don't need help, But it's harder to walk on your own.

I would've asked him to bring a shovel and come to help me dig a body up. That was what a boyfriend should do, right?" -Sookie Stackhouse

God, if You don't help me, I'm going to die.

I know it's hard to not do well at something, and I know it's hard to need help.

I am senting many books for endorsement purposes, which enables me to stay relevant in my own field, and I have people that help me decide which ones I should read and endorse.

One of the best practices in the manual of human existence is to assist people who need help when you can safely do so. The best people help those who need help.

I don't really have a lot of interns, although I do now use Research Assistants to help me compile indexes when that is necessary.

Those who help the poor the most also hurt them the most.

It was a compromise. There was a sense that I could write my own memoirs, and Larry [Grobel] would help me down the line, or maybe not, maybe he was too close to me.

God helps those who help others.

I like Chris Christie also. I like him a lot as a person. He didn't do anything to help me when I thinking of running for senate in New Jersey. But I give him a little slack.

God helps everyone with what is his own.

Help me by whatever you are pleased to do in your provinces.

Haitians do not need development programs imposed on them by expatriates. Instead, they need help in developing as self-assured persons.

Jesus, Jesus help me. I'm alone in this world.

Whenever there was a crisis, I found a man to help me take the edge off the feelings of helplessness and pain.

Wait! Don't applaud my cheapness! I've got other crap I need help with!

My friends. They help me so much. I would not be here without my friends.

The next microsecond, as the water erupted around me, I realized too late that I should've brought the entire Twenty-first Nome to help me.

You need help, and that's what books are for.

Clerks get into the damnedest wrangles--which is the way they help me.

Boys always get the best eyelashes; it's like some kind of cosmic law. And half-breed kids get some kind of extra help there from genetics, too.

I am truly miserable - more so than I like to acknowledge to myself. Pride refuses to aid me. It has brought me into the scrape, and will not help me out of it.

In short, I am doing what I can, I suffer with the same universal suffering, and I try to assuage it, I possess only the puny forces of a man, and I cry to all: "Help me!