Quotes About Community

provide enough for those who have too little. —FRANKLIN D. ROOSEVELT

The idea of it, of staying here and finding a good life and a place to belong, seduced her as nothing ever had.

What mattered was not caring. And the best way not to care was to surround yourself with noise and people.

From each according to his ability, to each according to his needs

Inside was a library unlike any Leni had ever seen. Row upon row of wooden desks, decorated with green banker's lamps, were positioned beneath an arched ceiling. Gothic chandeliers hung above the desks. And the books! She'd never seen so many. They whispered to her of unexplored worlds and unmet friends and she realized that she wasn't alone in this new world. Her friends were here, spine out, waiting for her as they always had.

The sight of them helping others when they themselves had lost everything made her proud.

One thing was left, as clear and perfect as a drop of rain—the desperate need to stand together … They would rise and fall and, in their falling, rise again.

Alone is overrated," he said simply.

One thing was left, as clear and perfect as a drop of rain—the desperate need to stand together Ã¢â'¬Â¦ They would rise and fall and, in their falling, rise again. —SANORA BABB, WHOSE NAMES ARE UNKNOWN TWENTY-FOUR On the last day of January, a cold front moved into the valley

From each according to his ability, to each according to his needs," Mrs. Quisdorf said, nodding. "That's the general idea. Who's to say if it actually works, though.

Ask for help when you need it, and give help when you can. I think that is how we serve God—and each other and ourselves—in

You're not alone, and you're not the one in charge...Ask for help when you need it, and give help when you can. I think that is how we serve God - and each other and ourselves - in times as dark as these.

In small towns, the social dynamic was like concrete; it set early and hard.

After so many solitary years, spent tucked away in convents and forgotten in boarding schools, Isabelle never took for granted the fact that now she had friends, people whom she cared about and who cared about her.

Ask for help when you need it and give help when you can

And the best way not to care was to surround yourself with noise and people.

But she wasn't an I. She was a we.

The street was a living, breathing dragon of humanity, inching forward, wheezing dirt, honking horns; people yelling for help, babies crying, and the smell of sweat heavy in the air.

Elsa held her children's hands. They stood on the muddy bank and looked up to the bright heavens and sang hymns and Christmas songs, and by the end, none of them cared that the local churches denied them entry or that their clothes were ragged and dirty or that Christmas dinner would be small. They found strength in each other. Elsa and Jean looked at each other as they sang the words be unbroken.

When times is tough and jobs is scarce, folks blame the outsider. It's human nature. And raht now, that's us. In California it used to be the Mexicans, and the Chinese before that, I think.

Don't be who you needed to be over there. Come home to the people who love you. I wish to hell I'd figured out a way to do that.

One thing was left, as clear and perfect as a drop of rain—the desperate need to stand together Ã¢â'¬Â¦ They would rise and fall and, in their falling, rise again. —SANORA BABB, WHOSE NAMES ARE UNKNOWN

Ask for help when you need it, and give help when you can. I think that is how we serve God—and each other and ourselves—

one in charge," Mother said gently. "Ask for help when you need it, and give help when you can. I think that is how we serve God—and each other and ourselves—in times as dark as these.