Quotes About Community

In the 1970s, Washington women lawyers were getting organized. Grouping together gave us courage. And we overcame.

The wide world is full of people wanting help, Jon. Would that some could find the courage to help themselves. - Lord Commander Mormont

Surely all of us are nerved by one another, catch courage from one another.

My dad had a movie theater so I was there every night.

Ninety percent of my best friends back home are plumbers, electricians, builders, or landscapers. Most of our dads worked in trades.

My dad has always taught me these words: care and share.

I have an enormous family because I'm from Montreal and my family's Catholic, so my dad has eight siblings and they all have kids and we all grew up in the same property on weekends and summers.

I used to help my dad with a stall selling eggs when I was about 12. People were so hard up they would ask for one egg. But mostly no one came by at all. It was very demoralising.

We were always around my dad, so he wasn't absentee at all. I don't think it was normal, but it was exciting. You always had lots of creative people around, and my parents took us everywhere.

OR am I the only warlock you know?" "No... but you are the only warlock we know who happens to dating a friend of ours.

Well, I'm sure you'll find someone somewhere who'll have you.

Urbanization in India is a slow but sure death for her villages and villagers.

ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee

Death by drink driving is the only socially acceptable form of homicide.

Church growth strategies are the death gurgle of a church that has lost its way.

The real question is: how can I live so that my death will be fruitful for others?

You'll not be in heaven if you're not leaning on the arm of someone you have helped.

A community where everyone is a ruthless murderer, with handy access to death-dealing devices, is a very polite community.

The emotional element which gives an obsessive value to communal existence is death.

Throughout evolution, ostracism was death indeed.

If die I must, let me die drinking in an Inn.

My brother was a great favorite with everybody, and his death cast a gloom upon the whole neighborhood.

...but even strong women need an arm to lean on now and then. (Anna Whitney in Glory in Death)

Every Christian community must realize that not only do the weak need the strong, but also that the strong cannot exist without the weak. The elimination of the weak is the death of fellowship.