Quotes About Sharing

A family is a place where a body can share the no-account things, can talk of the little matters important only to ourselves, where we can laugh and cry and tell of the day-by-day happenings and then forget them.

Nothing is quite so beautiful as when you share it with it with someone else. There is no purpose in working unless one works for someone, for something.

for the bringer of meat is welcome at any fire.

We both should have left the train at Salt Lake. With the Mormons, you may have to share your man but at least you've got one.

Sure as you tell somethin' to one person, they will tell somebody else, an' warn them not to tell. Of course, they do.

He told me once that happiness was born a twin, that it must be shared. He

Love is different from most things. If I gave my piece of chalk to someone, then I wouldn't have it anymore. But when I give my love to someone, I end up with more love than I started with. The more love you give away, the more you have left.

What do you eat?" she asked. "Mulligan stew," said Bob. "My friends and I collect scraps of food all day, and then we cook it up in a big pot and share it. It's always different, but very tasty." "Why is it called mulligan stew?" asked Stephen. "There was once a hobo named Mulligan," said Bob. "He made the first mulligan stew." "Was he a good cook?" asked Todd. "No, he was eaten by cannibals.

Just because I love Mister Jewls, it doesn't mean I can't also love you. Love is different from most things. She picked up a piece of chalk. If I gave my piece of chalk to someone, then I wouldn't have it anymore. But when I give my love to someone, I end up with more love than I started with. The more love you give away, the more you have left.

David shared his worktable with a girl.

Dameon. "You are the greatest!" He ate Joy's lunch, an old bologna sandwich and a dried-up carrot.

Everybody chewed.

He wiped the dirt off and realised it was an onion. He bit into it without peeling it. The hot, bitter juice burst into his mouth. He could feel it all the way up to his eyes. And when he swallowed, he felt its warmth move down his throat and into his stomach. He only ate half. He gave the other half to Zero. Here, eat this. What is it? Zero whispered. A hot-fudge sundae.

You don't give her up. You only go halves.

I know you've got something nice in your pocket, George; give her some

That was a very happy breakfast, thoughthey didn't get any of it. And when they went away, leaving comfortbehind, I think there were not in all the city four merrier peoplethan the hungry little girls who gave away their breakfasts andcontented themselves with bread and milk on Christmas morning.

Doing nicely, sir. And off went Jo, talking very fast, as she told all about the Hummels, in whom her mother had interested richer friends than they were.

Lotty would be privately dispatched with a batch of failures, which were to be concealed from all eyes in the convenient stomachs of the little Hummels.

Don't take all," whispered her neighbor, a young lady of great presence of mind. Amy

Marriage is an economic proposition.

I think there were not in all the city, four merrier people than the hungry little girls who gave away their bread and milk on Christmas morning.

Nothing makes Penstemon happier than handing a favorite book to someone who wants to read it. I'm the same. I suppose you could say this delights us although 'delight' is a word I rarely use. Delight seems insubstantial; happiness feels more grounded; ecstasy is what I shoot for; satisfaction is hardest to attain.

I never undertake to instruct the man who asks me questions.

I've talked too long, I'm afraid. There are others here who wished to talk.