Quotes About Interconnectedness

Microbes. Bacteria. Worms underground that mingle our parts with everything. It's generous." He locks his fingers in hers. "And infinite." Mr. Bell squares his face to hers. "If you can get over the dreaded finite.

When I try to save other people am I trying to save myself? Am I covering up for my lack of strength by putting people back together?

The tears of the world are a constant quality. For each one who begins to weep, somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh.

The West is the only civilization which has substantial interests in every other civilization or region and has the ability to affect the politics, economics, and security of every other civilization or region.

Books kept connecting with books. That is what made them live…

We don't accomplish anything in the world alone and whatever happens is the result of the whole tapestry off one's life and all the weavings of individual threads from one to another that create something.

We don't accomplish anything in this world alone... and whatever happens is the result of the whole tapestry of one's life and all the weavings of individual threads form one to another that creates something.

All of these show us the web of relationships that narrative forms, a web that supports and sustains us.

Imagine a great net spread across the universe. Each juncture is a "being," and if we imagine that consciousness as a drop of dew, we can see that in each shining drop resides the reflection of every other drop on the net.

Durante centenares de miles de años, el hombre luchó para abrirse un lugar en la naturaleza. Por primera vez en la historia de nuestra especie, la situación se ha invertido y hoy es indispensable hacerle un lugar a la naturaleza en el mundo del hombre.

maybe you are only a drop in a bucket—or a teaspoon in a desert—but there are some fragile plants that will die if your teaspoon goes away.

Landscape consists in the multiple, overlapping intricacies and forms that exist in a given space at a moment in time.

We can't speak day after day about globalization without at the same time having in mind that...we need multilateral solutions.

From the time she was born, until she was fifteen, I didn't know where I left off and she began. We were joined at the hip or the heart or the brain.

From time to time, it is worth wandering around the fuzzy border regions of what you do, if only to remind yourself that no human activity is an island.

If we try to secure the well-being of others, we will, at the same time, create the conditions for our own.

Cleopatra breathed my air,' Katherine muttered. 'She's delirious!' Chip said. 'No, she's right,' Alex said. 'Haven't you heard that thing about how, at any given moment, at least one atom of the air in your lungs was probably once in Cleopatra's lungs? Or George Washington's or Albert Einstein's or Martin Luther King's, or whoever you want to pick from history?

Raistlin's lip curled in a sneer. How does that thread weave into the grand design? As do all threads, Astinus said. Look at the rug beneath your feet. Were you to turn the rug over, you would see what appears to be a confused tangle of many-colored strands of thread. But look at the rug from the top—the strands are neatly, tightly woven, merged together to form a strong fabric. Oh, it is frayed a bit at the corners, but—overall—it has worn well.

It's like one big lending library out there. A piece of what was once a star or something, a flower or a willow tree, when it is finished bein' that might be loaned away an' become a fish or a person's fingernail or evaporate into the sky and be a rainbow. That the—what did he call 'em?—stuff that makes your atoms up an' mine, that stuff mixed up a little different is the sum of all the stuff that's in existence.

But remember, there's only one of us here: What we give to others, we give to ourselves.

A belief in separation is always at the root of a problem, and a realization of our oneness is always at the root of its solution.

What we mentally refuse to permit others, we refuse ourselves. What we bless in others, we draw to us.

A ribbon of love runs through our veins, like electric impulses connecting us to every other living thing.

social fabric of our society as well as the natural environment on which all business, and indeed all life, depends.