Quotes About Interconnectedness

With the advent of technology the world has surely become a smaller place.

Our lives are slowly but surely becoming connected to each other.

If life is a checker game, someone else is moving the pieces. It isn't us. Don't be surprised by amazing coincidences. There are no accidents. Consider, as I learned to do, the incredible interconnectedness of all of life.

In short, no pattern is an isolated entity. Each pattern can exist in the world only to the extent that is supported by other patterns: the larger patterns in which it is embedded, the patterns of the same size that surround it, and the smaller patterns which are embedded in it.

Manhattan is a small town. It has to be. Only half a dozen places in Kansas are anything else.

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We live inside each other's thoughts and works.

Some species of trees spread root systems underground that interconnect the individual trunks and weave the individual trees into a more stable whole that can't so easily be blown down in the wind. Stories and conversations are like those roots. ("A Short History of Silence")

Spiderwebs are images of the nonlinear, of the many directions in which something might go, the many sources for it[.]

The patterns of our lives come from those things that do not drift apart but move together for a little while, like dancers.

If you boil the strange soup of contemporary right-wing ideology down to a sort of bouillon cube, you find the idea that things are not connected to other things, that people are not connected to other people, and that they are all better off unconnected. The core values are individual freedom and individual responsibility: yourself for yourself, on your own.

So the threads of ideas weave around the world and through the decades and centuries.

Addressing our own suffering while learning not to inflict it on others is part of the work we're all here to do.

addressing our own suffering while learning not to inflict it on others is part of the work we're all here to do.

I have always taught that things arise due to the conjunction of causes and conditions not that they arise without a cause.

I felt the unmistakable connection between me and every other living breathing person and everything on earth. I was the energetic current, the conduit, the source. I was the wind in the trees, the sunshine, the ocean waves. I was not only a part of the energetic fabric of the universe, I was a contributor.

IT SEEMS TO me that Western science and Eastern philosophy can join together to create a really complete and full-fledged human being. It is only in this way that man will emerge strengthened from his condition and become whole. What in fact interests me is what is beyond matter and awareness, what really is important and what makes us what we are.

Nothing can be substantially independent of God because there is nothing else but God." In other words, what we call the world and what we call God are not independent or discrete. Rather, the world is God's self-expression. It is God's essence realized and experienced.2

He was part of my dream, of course—but then I was part of his dream, too. Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass

Du žmon?s pradeda bod?tis vienas kitu ne tod?l, kad jie b?na drauge fiziškai, - pasak? Lesli vien? vakar?, - o tod?l, kad dvasine ir intelektualine prasme jie neb?na kartu.

if Charles is undone, he'll find half his acquaintance ruined too, and that, you know, is a consolation.

Species are grouped together into genera, genera into orders, and orders into classes. Lions and antelopes are both members of the class Mammalia, as are we. Should we then not expect lions to refrain from killing antelopes, 'for the good of the mammals'? Surely they should hunt birds or reptiles instead, in order to prevent the extinction of the class. But then, what of the need to perpetuate the whole phylum of vertebrates?

Finally, at the end of the chapter, we saw that genes 'sharing' a given extended phenotypic trait might come from different species, even different phyla and different kingdoms.

In the end all that was left was the heat and the clouds of rain, and insects and birds and animals and vegetation that neither knew nor cared. Humans are only one of many things, and all these things long to live, and the highest form of living is freedom: a man to be a man, a cloud to be a cloud, bamboo to be bamboo. Decades