Quotes About Community

Have you been to a wake before?' Mrs. Kinsella asks. - 'I don't think so.' - 'Well, I might as well tell you: there will be a dead man in a coffin and lots of people and some of them might have a little too much taken.' - 'What will they be taking?' - 'Drink,' she says

As they carried on along and met more people Furlong did and did not know, he found himself asking was there any point in being alive without helping one another? Was it possible to carry on along through all the years, the decades, through an entire life, without once being brave enough to go against what was there and yet call yourself a Christian, and face yourself in the mirror?

I was isolated but not ostracized, ignored but not abused.

We are sensual sadists, yes, but we do not inflict pain for its sake. Rather, pain is used both as a reward for the true masochist, and as a punishment, when warranted, to teach and reinforce the lesson. If, at the end of the two weeks, both you and we agree it is a good fit, you will be invited to join our community." "What

When desperately concerned with our own affairs, it is not easy for any one of us to be interested in a neighbor's new stereo.

Yuuko, speaking to Fai: To all the young ones in your group, you are no longer someone who passes through their lives and is forgotten. You have become someone very important to them. Your hardships are their hardships too.

Intellectual achievement is useless without social development.

Ivar Lovaas speak at autism conventions.

Friendliness is learned among friends and social behavior in society.

began an online support page, SilentGrief.com

When silentgrief.com quickly grew to a readership in the thousands, I knew there needed to be extra support. So I formed an online Facebook support group: Silent Grief – Child Loss Support. Thousands of bereaved parents and grandparents from around the world now visit daily seeking and receiving help and support.

You've heard about the knitter's handshake? Two hands go in for the grab-and-shake, but at the last minute, they veer to the closest sleeve or band and grab it instead while we ask, "Did you knit this?

A funny thing happens when more than one knitter gathers in a public place. A solo knitter, presuming she is a woman, quickly fades into the backdrop like a potted palm or a quietly nursing mother. ... A single knitter is shorthand for "nothing to see here, move on." But when knitters gather, we become incongruously conspicuous. We are a species that other people aren't used to seeing in flocks, like a cluster of Corgis, a dozen Elvis impersonators waiting for the elevator.

Nothing is a stronger cultural lightning rod than two needles and a ball of yarn. But

Hand-dyers are never in competition with each other. Rather, we push each other to expand our worlds.

Knitting has a profound connective power. The culture and people and rituals around it, the values, they all contribute to an immediate and profound trust in one another. It's home. You belong and are accepted, which rings true no matter where you are.

not-so-grand metropolis of Portland.

Gardens and flowers have a way of bringing people together, drawing them from their homes.

You see few people here in America who really care very much about living a Christian life in a democratic world.

Women know what men have long forgotten. The ultimate economic and spiritual unit of any civilization is still the family.

The man who fights for his fellow-man is a better man than the one who fights for himself.

True patriotism hates injustice in its own land more than anywhere else.

"If you don't go to other men's funerals," he told Father stiffly, "they won't go to yours."

We cannot enter the kingdom of peace with a six-shooter on our hip.