Quotes About Community

Living in a big city can be compared to existing in a jungle. One becomes a creature of the environment. The response to the rhythms and choreography is visceral and before long a dweller's conduct is as distinctive as those of a jungle inhabitant.

But, on another level it's really sort of this really cool coming of age story, it reminds me of like The Breakfast Club or something like that, if I can be so bold to associate with The Breakfast Club.

Sometimes," Al said slowly, "sometimes self-reliance is the key to survival, but other times cooperation

I have people who love me. I have people who will be with me until the absolute end. I have the warmth of knowing that when I am gone, no matter when that is, the people near me will speak of me and remember me and keep me in their souls for the rest of their lives. I have helped people, and I have people who have helped me. Letting someone help you is the nicest thing you can do for anyone.

I think of the internet like my disguise. It's the only place where people don't treat me like I'm either a monster or a charity case to be pitied.

What is normally called religion is what I would tend to call music - participating in music, listening to music, making records and singing.

Students are encouraged to connect with others, and to collaborate and create with them on a global scale. It's not "do your own work," so much as "do work with others, and make it work that matters." To paraphrase Tony Wagner, assessments focus less on what students know, and more on what they can do with what they know.

We can raise the teaching profession by sharing what works, by taking the best of what we do and hanging it on the virtual wall.

A conference is just an admission that you want somebody to join you in your troubles.

I was just thinking, if it is really religion with these nudist colonies, they sure must turn atheists in the wintertime.

Parades should be classed as a nuisance and participants should be subject to a term in prison.

Live in such a way that you would not be ashamed to sell your parrot to the town gossip.

There's nothing in common between politics and civilization.

You would be surprised what there is to see in this great country within 200 miles of where any of us live. I don't care what State or what town.

But it takes so little to help people, and people really do help each other, even people with very little themselves. And it's not just about second chances. Most people deserve an endless number of chances.

in the eyes of her oldest friends and colleagues and extended family, she wasn't a painfully thin seventy-five-year-old gray haired woman dying of cancer- she was a grade school class president, the young friend you gossiped with, a date or double date, someone to share a tent with in Darfur, a fellow election monitor in Bosnia, a mentor, a teacher you'd laughed within a classroom or a faculty lounge, or the board member you'd groaned with after a contentious meeting

All readers have reading in common.

life depends on what she thinks of as 'big bursts' and 'little bursts.' Big bursts are things like marriage or children, intimacies that keep you afloat, but these big bursts hold dangerous, unseen currents. Which is why you need the little bursts as well: a friendly clerk at Bradlee's, let's say, or the waitress at Dunkin' Donuts who knows how you like your coffee.

Oh, dear--did I forget to mention that you can, indeed, have it all, but you need a lot of help!

His point: you don't have to travel the world to see the ways we mistreat one another; it's as close as the street outside our windows.

That's one of the things books do. They help us talk. But they also give us something we all can talk about when we don't want to talk about ourselves.

all over the world, the people always asked for the same thing: books. Sometimes even before medicine or shelter—they wanted books for their children.

What is the Lord asking of me in this moment, in this situation?" It helped you remember that people aren't here for you; everyone is here for one another.

Mom agreed but pointed out that she'd been doing the same with others too—talking about books with my sister and brother and some of her friends. "I guess we're all in it together," she said. And I couldn't help but smile at the other meaning of the phrase. We're all in the end-of-our-life book club, whether we acknowledge it or not; each book we read may well be the last, each conversation the final one.