Quotes About Community

When women bond together in a community in such a way that "sisterhood" is created, it gives them an accepting and intimate forum to tell their stories and have them heard and validated by others. The community not only helps to heal their circumstance, but encourages them to grow into their larger destiny.

the idea of existing beyond the patriarchal institution of faith, of withdrawing our external projection of God onto the church is almost unfathomable. . . . We think there's nothing beyond the edge. No real spirituality, no salvation, no community, no divine substance. We cannot see that the voyage will lead us to whole new continents of depth and meaning. That if we keep going, we might even come full circle, but with a a whole new consciousness.

The queen, for her part, is the unifying force of the community; if she is removed from the hive, the workers very quickly sense her absence. After a few hours, or even less, they show unmistakable signs of queenlessness.

We ate till we were tired out from eating, which is the way people in South Carolina eat at family reunions.

Up until then I'd thought that white people and colored people getting alone was the big aim, but after that I decided everybody being colorless together was a better plan.

People with profound human needs and suffering do not, as I have half-imagined and half-wished, travel in a boat separate from mine. In ways I have scarcely appreciated, we are all in the same boat, and I can't be unavailable to their suffering without jeopardizing my own soul.

Well, that's the tackiest color I've ever seen, and we'll have half the town talking about us, but if it can lift May's heart like that, I guess she aught to live inside it.

The pear trees were bare, their limbs spread open like the viscera of a parasol. Stretching into the darkness beyond, the single houses, double houses, and villas were lined up in cramped, neat rows which ran toward the tip of the peninsula. p94

The queen, for her part, is the unifying force of the community; if she is removed from the hive, the workers very quickly sense her absence. After a few hours, or even less, they show unmistakable signs of queenlessness. —Man and Insects

Honeybees depend not only on physical contact with the colony, but also require its social companionship and support. Isolate a honeybee from her sisters and she will soon die. —The Queen Must Die: And Other Affairs of Bees and Men

oldest brother, Haran, is on the Jewish council in Alexandria and he struck a deal with the Romans to allow the council to determine my fate. They sent me away to the Therapeutae." "Therapeutae?" I repeated, feeling how thick the word was on my tongue. "What is it?" "It's a community of Jews. Philosophers, mostly. Like me, like you, they come from educated and affluent families with servants

the spreading tree.

May this severing not cut us apart, but bind us together.

Jonkonnu if you want to. That was a custom that got started

Only women hearing each other can create a counterworld to the prevailing reality.

I was gazing at a sea of waiting faces, and it occurred to me that after my tall, dazzling sister, I must've been a sight. Perhaps I was even a shock. I was short, middle-aged, and plain, with a tiny pair of spectacles on the end of my nose, and I still wore my old Quaker clothes. I was comfortable in them now. I'm who I am. The thought made me smile, and everywhere I looked, the women smiled back, and I imagined they understood what I was thinking.

Mary laughed. Then we all laughed. There was a vast relief in it, as if the air had grown more spacious. Was laughter grieving, too?

I, Haran ben Philip Levias, faithful patron of the Therapeutae for two decades, write to Skepsis, the community's esteemed leader, and ask that my sister and niece, who are presently under the Therapeutae's guardianship, be relinquished into my care, where they will be accorded every concern and favor. By delivering them to the men who encamp nearby, the Therapeutae will continue to enjoy my loyal generosity.

Tu enim, Caesar, civitatem dare potes hominibus, verbo non potes.

the Indian-born Zoroastrians. Although Parsis accounted for just 6 percent of Bombay's total inhabitants, they constituted one-third of its lawyers.

Each Bombayite inhabits his own Bombay.

Bombay is both, the beautiful parts and the ugly parts, fighting block by block, to the death, for victory.

I live in cities by choice, and I'm pretty sure I will die in a city.

An Irani serves the simplest of menus: tea, coffee, bread and butter (always Polson), salted biscuits, cakes, hard bread, buttered buns, hard-boiled eggs, buns with mincemeat, berry pilaf, and mutton biryani.