Quotes About Community

forgive those assembled for any damnable, prideful foolishness that might be spoken here. We are Your children.

We of the Hernystiri do not look at the hill streams and say: how can I bring that to my home? We build our homes beside the stream. We do not have a faceless God to glorify with towers taller than the trees of the Circoille. We know that the gods live in the trees and in the bones of the earth, and in the rivers that splash high as any fountain, racing down from the Grianspog mountains.

Bombay is a city where gossip is treated as a commodity.

In Morocco, said Osman, word spreads like a fire tearing through the depths of Hell.

The last thing we wanted was for the Machiguenga to be sad again. Sadness appeared to bring out their violence.

To be valued as a member of masculine Moroccan society, a man is expected to put in his time sitting, thinking, talking, or doing nothing at all.

Life can try to break us. We don't have to stay broken. And if we help each other with that, that isn't charity. That's humanity.

The Lower City is MINE, Its People are MINE. If I Find Them That's Doing All This Kidnapping And Murdering, They'd Best Pray For Mercy, Because Once I Get My Teeth In 'Em I Will NEVER Let Them Go.

Alan, you seem to think we won't like you unless you do things just like everyone else. Have you ever thought we might like you because you're different?

If you look hard and long, you can find us. If you listen hard and long, you can hear any of us, call any of us that you wish.

Folk caught up in a riot aren't our cousins and sisters, our brothers and uncles. They are part of a big animal with many arms and claws, armed with stones and sticks.

I don't have so many friends that I can afford to turn my back on any of them.

The wolf who sings alone is not happy.

Think selfishly,' Daine said, trying to make these arrogant two-leggers see what she meant. 'You can't go on this way. Soon you will have no forests to get wood from or to hunt game in. You poison water you drink and bathe and fish in. Even if you keep the farms, they won't be enough to feed you if the rest of the valley's laid waste. You'll starve. Your people will starve- unless you buy from outside the valley, and that's fair expensive. You'll ruin Dunlath.

We're men, and men aren't born to stand alone.

What good is magic, if you can't use it to help people?

Most disasters are fast, and big. You can see everyone else's life got overturned when yours did. Houses are smashed, livestock's dead. But plagues isolate people. They shut themselves inside while disease takes a life at a time, day after day. It adds up. Whole cities break under the load of what was lost. People stop trusting each other, because you don't know who's sick.

Numair smiled. "Their society is ruled by females. Each pack is led by sisters." "Sensible of them," Daine said, grinning up at him.

What was unreasonable about asking those that had the coin to build the kingdom up again? They made enough riches off of us.

She must bring her song to the stone heights, to the dwellers inside. They would take her in, their sister of the mountains. They would bring her home.

Folk in the Lower City do not tell each other how to worship, or if they do, it is not for long.

Representation matters. Without the work of other authors writing in a similar vein, I had lost sight of myself entirely

Fine living is not for you, lads, eh? Well, go out and play in the streets for a while, my honeys.

No one is lonely when they read or create. It is only the uncreative who indulge in gossip.