Quotes About Community

Anna… envied Joan's deep connection with the human race. She was a member of the club. Anna was half convinced she'd been begotten by a passing alien life-form on a human woman. It was as good an explanation as any for the sense she had of being an outsider.

Gossip, unless aimed or honed sharp like a weapon, was natural to human beings. It showed interestin oe's fellows, interest in the well being of the tribe. "Gossip was a way to learn taboos, pass on warnings, share the burden fo being human among many so the onus of bearing it alone would fall on no one person. " Molly said. From an Anna Pigeon Novel

A gift by women, for women.

For some historians, drag queens are not the ideal representatives of the LGBT community. Oppression within oppression was and is still of concern. Even recently, with the transgender issue finally being taken seriously, there is still a backlash from the community about including them in the general gay movement.

I was with a group of queens, and we started walking up Christopher Street going, "Gay power! Gay power! Gay power!" We walked all the way to Eighth Avenue, and then we all looked at each other and said, "What do we do now?" So we turned round and walked all the way back down Christopher Street, still yelling, "Gay power!

You can't call us fags anymore, we're gay.

I just want you all to know," quipped a platinum blond with obvious glee, "that sometimes being homosexual is a big pain in the ass.

It has been over forty years since the Gay Liberation Front first took trans seriously, but the gay men who wore those shirts with the polo players or alligator emblems didn't want trans people as the representation of their community. Their revisionist history has been accepted into popular culture because they were the ones with connections to publishers, the influence, as well as the money and time to sit back and write about what "really" happened.

Language as culture is the collective memory bank of a people's experience in history.

Human-to-human cruelty is worse than that of beast to human. Worse still is the cruelty among neighbors when it drives them To raise machetes, spears, arrows, and clubs against one another.

the Internet is merely 'the modern public square'

When you've been raised inside a religion, it's not a small thing to step outside it. Even if you no longer believe in it, you can feel its absence. There's a spirit-would to a Sunday. You can patch it, but it's there, whether natural or invented not for me to say.

It was where once, in town, I watched my grandfather come out of Brews, take a big copper penny from his pocket, place it on the path, and walk away. When I asked him why, he smiled an iceberg smile whose depths were unknown, and said, 'The man, woman or child that finds that will think it's their lucky day.' He delivered a large wink, added: 'And it will be.

Dad was always awkward in scenes like this. He was a Swain and Swains are not for joining in. They're not part of the General Population somehow. There's

There is no Heaven. How can there be? Think about it. For starters, if all the good people there have ever been are already there, how big would it have to be? Second, what a social nightmare. It'd be like all the good characters in all the books in the ultimate library of the world left their books, stepped out of their stories and were told just mingle.

Neighbours, as Jesus knew, can be a not insignificant challenge to anyone's Christianity.

We go out into this fucked up world together.

Somehow that always seemed to happen—we addicts can always find one another. There must be some strange addict radar or something.

I realize that the times I have known some sort of inner peace in my life, those have always been times when I focused on helping others more than myself... babysitting, cooking dinner for my family, cleaning up the house, talking to a friend on the phone and just listening to them vent about something or other without offering an opinion or judging. Those have been the moments when I get to stop obsessing about myself and really feel a sense of liberation. 'Freedom from the bondage of self...

It seems like there is something about sharing your insides with the world that gives other people strength and hope and helps them not to feel so alone.

Nic, the only thing that ever really gives us any genuine satisfaction is caring for other people. It doesn't matter how popular we are or anything. The only thing that actually makes life more fulfilling is our love for others.

With all the homeless folk in SF, the fact that these woods remain unmolested is sort of a mystery.

Nos salvamos juntos o nos hundimos separados.» Juan Rulfo, México y los mexicanos

If we are connected to everyone else by six degrees and we can influence them up to three degrees, then one way to think about ourselves is that each of us can reach about halfway to everyone else on the planet.