Quotes About Community

and in so doing strip our community clean not just of our able-bodied defense force but even our ability to provide ourselves with a proper harvest this fall, thus forcing us onto the federal weal in meek submission to its authority?

lives that you have touched will remember you after you are gone and be thankful that you had shaped their lives for the better. There is even some source of comfort, with thoughts of a tearful memorial service filled with words of love and thankfulness that you had been part of their lives that

To Armenians, half Armenians, quarter Armenians, and one-eight Armenians. Sixteen and thirty-second Armenians, and other winners, are likelier to be happy with a useful book

All I can say is that there is indeed a crisis here. We cannot speak to one another in a meaningful way, every one of us is a leader, a general of the army, a king, a president, the greatest thinker of all time, and so on and so forth. This is the curse of the Armenian race.

Of the unchanging things, the town in which you first saw the light is one of the most unchanging. It is always a place of monotony but at the same time, as you grow, change, go away, remember, return, and go away again, it is one of the most inexhaustibly rich places. And yet what it is is so nearly nothing, except for the dull, drab, lonely, lost objects of it, that you never know, each time you return to it, what it is that holds you so strongly to it.

For you, in my respect, are all the world. Then how can it be said I am alone When all the world is here to look on me?

The world must be peopled!

But Kate, dost thou understand thus much English? Canst thou love me? Catherine: I cannot tell. Henry: Can any of your neighbours tell, Kate? I'll ask them.

I drink to the general joy o' the whole table. Macbeth

Oh father Abraham, what kind of people are these Christians? Their own meanness teaches them to suspect other people!

What is the city but the people?

By being seldom seen, I could not stir, But, like a comet, I was wondered at... He was but as the cuckoo is in June, Heard, not regarded--seen, but with such eyes, As, sick and blunted with community, Afford no extraordinary gaze.

Go, go, good countrymen, and, for this fault, Assemble all the poor men of your sort; Draw them to Tiber banks, and weep your tears Into the channel, till the lowest stream Do kiss the most exalted shores of all.

Why should the private pleasure of some one Become the public plague of many moe? Let sin, alone committed, light alone Upon his head that hath transgressed so; Let guiltless souls be freed from guilty woe: For one's offence why should so many fall, To plague a private sin in general?

Give me some music! Now, good morrow, friends!

9 Two are better than one; because they have a good reward for their labour. 10 For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow: but woe to him that is alone when he falleth; for he hath not another to help him up. 11 Again, if two lie together, then they have heat: but how can one be warm alone? 12 And if one prevail against him, two shall withstand him; and a threefold cord is not quickly broken

Time hangs heavy in the hospital, and the best I can say for Group Therapy is that it was a way to occupy the hours. More

Mr Apse was sixty-three now and Miss Bell was forty-five. Mrs Pope was fifty-nine, Tindall forty-three. Plunkett, reckoned in the village to be about fifty, was in fact precisely that.

He drew a circle that shut me out— Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout. But love and I had the wit to win: We drew a circle that took him in! —EDWIN MARKHAM

When he was a boy, he had heard about people who handled snakes as part of their worshippin'.

Those Mormons had sure been bottle slingers!

We are global citizens with tribal souls', said the Danish poet Piet Hein.

Poets, like whores, are only hated by each other.

I couldn't understand these town people. If they weren't staring at a fellow, they were laughing at him.