Quotes About Interconnectedness

But surely, she argued with herself, life was more than this relentless getting ahead? Surely, there was more to life than self-actualization and ambition and success? What was wrong with linking one's happiness to that of another human being? Why should fifty years of peak capitalism eradicate something that the Eastern philosophers had taught for thousands of years—that life is about interconnectedness, interdependence, and yes, even sacrifice?

when we step on a thorn, our hand reaches down, pulls it out, and bandages the foot. The hand doesn't say, "Foot, you're so stupid! I told you to watch where you're going, but you didn't. Now I have to fix you up. Don't forget that you owe me a favor!" Why doesn't the hand "think" like this? Because the hand and the foot are part of the same organism, and they help each other naturally and without thinking.

no matter where you go, due to karma you will find enemies and friends.

With whom you've had close connections since beginningless time;

Normally, when New York catches a cold, London sneezes.

Our knowledge and all of our ideas are mutually connected; the more complicated they are, the more numerous must be the roads that lead to them and depart from them.

We all have some basic obligation to one another.

The world does not exist for our exclusive satisfaction. It consists of billions of creatures all trying to make their way through life, and God loves them all, even the creatures that can harm us (for more on this point, see Job 38–41).

Whatever we learn has a purpose and whatever we do affects everything and everyone else, if even in the tiniest way...for whenever you learn something new, the whole world becomes that much richer.

The bees are very attentive to the flowers until their honey is done, and then they fly over them. I don't know if the flowers feel grateful to the bees, they are great fools if they do.

Newton: a toda acción corresponde una reacción de igual magnitud pero en sentido contrario. Es la esencia de lo que los filósofos orientales llaman karma. En El color púrpura, el personaje Celie lo explica a Mister: "Todo lo que trates de hacerme, ya se ha hecho en ti". Tus acciones giran a tu alrededor, tan seguro como que la tierra gira alrededor del sol.

Kenangan-kenangan ini tidak berhubungan satu sama lain, kecuali bahwa semuanya memiliki keterkaitan dengan cinta. Ka tahu betul bahwa kehidupan adalah rangkaian tanpa arti dari berbagai kejadian acak.

No human being can possibly injure another without injuring himself more. He cannot do wrong without paying for it in corresponding suffering.

Characters, as most writers understand, are truly developed through their relationships with others.

There are hundreds of possible causes for every effect, and a hundred possible effects for every cause.

it only works because what's between you, that's real, that's what matters. Billions of those connections between human beings. That's what you're fighting to keep alive.

It is a will for the species to survive with the self inside of it, part of it, tied to it, forever one of the strands in the web–

raise them up, and watch them do the same thing, generation after generation, so that when you die you know you are permanently a part of the great web of life. That you are not a loose thread, snipped off.

He who is concerned only with the purity of his own life ruins the great human relations.

Yin and yang, male and female, strong and weak, rigid and tender, heaven and earth, light and darkness, thunder and lightning, cold and warmth, good and evil…the interplay of opposite principles constitutes the universe.

For me the world has always been more of a puppet show. But when one looks behind the curtain and traces the strings upward he finds they terminate in the hands of yet other puppets, themselves with their own strings which trace upward in turn, and so on. In my own life I saw these strings whose origins were endless enact the deaths of great men in violence and madness. Enact the ruin of a nation.

The ugly fact is books are made out of books, the novel depends for its life on the novels that have been written.

every man is tabernacled in every other, and he in exchange and so on in an endless complexity of being and witness to the uttermost edge of the world.

each the other's world entire.