Quotes About Community

Help your brother's boat across, and your own will reach the shore.

An effort made for the happiness of others lifts us above ourselves.

Try to forget yourself in the service of others. For when we think too much of ourselves and our own interests, we easily become despondent. But when we work for others, our efforts return to bless us.

Unless we give part of ourselves away, unless we can live with other people and understand them and help them, we are missing the most essential part of our own lives.

Set about doing good to somebody. Put on your hat and go and visit the sick and poor of your neighborhood; inquire into their circumstances and minister to their wants. Seek out the desolate and afflicted and oppressed ... I have often tried this method, and have always found it the best medicine for a heavy heart.

We grow by love ... others are our nutriment.

When you learn to live for others, they will live for you.

We all of us need assistance. Those who sustain others themselves want to be sustained.

When one's own problems are unsolvable and all best efforts are frustrated, it is lifesaving to listen to other people's problems.

The people you need to help you make your dream come true are everywhere, and within your reach.

We not only need to be willing to give, but also to be open to receiving from others.

The healthy and strong individual is the one who asks for help when he needs it. Whether he's got an abscess on his knee, or in his soul.

Get the knack of getting people to help you and also pitch in yourself.

Service is the rent we pay for the privilege of living on this earth.

The race of mankind would perish did they cease to aid each other. We cannot exist without mutual help. All therefore that need aid have a right to ask it from their fellow man; and no one who has the power of granting can refuse it without guilt.

It is the individual who is not interested in his fellow men who has the greatest difficulties in life and provides the greatest injury to others. It is from among such individuals that all human failures spring.

Mankind is an unco squad And muckle he may grieve thee.

The forgotten man. He is the clean, quiet, virtuous domestic citizen who pays his debts and his taxes and is never heard of outside his little circle. ... He works, he votes, generally he prays, but his chief business in life is to pay.

Let me live in my house by the side of the road, And be a friend to man.

I was an hungered, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty and ye gave me drink. I was a stranger, and ye took me in.

Modern dancers give a sinister portent about our times. The dancers don't even look at one another. They are just a lot of isolated individuals jiggling in a kind of self-hypnosis and dancing with others only to remind themselves that we are not completely alone in this world.

When you live next to the cemetery, you cannot weep for everyone.

We wander through this life together in a semi-darkness in which none of us can distinguish exactly the features of his neighbour. Only from time to time, through some experience that we have of our companion, or through some remark that he passes, he stands for a moment close to us, as though illuminated by a flash of lightning. Then we see him as he really is.

A hundred times every day I remind myself that my inner and outer life depend on the labours of other men, living and dead, and that I must exert myself in order to give in the same measure as I have received.