Quotes About Sharing

I think there may be lots of different types of librarians,' Catherine said thoughtfully. She had the air of someone who'd seen a whole new range of possibilities and found she liked them more than she'd expected. 'There's the sharing librarian, and the motherly librarian, and the spinster librarian, and the archivist librarian, and the adventurous librarian like you — there's nothing that says I can't be a murderous librarian.

Good food ends with good talk.

A socialist is somebody who doesn't have anything, and is ready to divide it up equally among everybody.

If you have an apple and I have an apple and we exchange these apples then you and I will still each have one apple. But if you have an idea and I have an idea and we exchange these ideas, then each of us will have two ideas.

Always remember, knowledge is a product of labor. It is to be shared but never taken. For if you set out to rip knowledge away from others and hoard it like a jealous merchant hoards their wealth, you too will be shunned like this sphinx and banished from the circle of your peers.

You don't tell me you are a psycher. You meet me on the bionet and then you let me look for you for days like a complete idiot. You fantasize about me, but you don't let me know. You're terrible at sharing. She had survived over eight hundred combat missions, yet she was terrified to open that door.

La strana felicità che provavano…quella fretta di far conoscere il proprio cuore l'uno all'altra…una fretta da amanti che è già un dono, il primo, il dono dell'anima prima di quello del corpo. "Conoscimi, guardami. Io sono così. Ecco come ho vissuto, ecco cosa ho amato. E tu? E tu, amore mio?

Todo aquello era un gran aliciente en la vida de Harlan. Tenía alguien con quien hablar, alguien con quien podía discutir su vida, sus preocupaciones y sus pensamientos. Era como si ella fuese una parte de él mismo, pero una parte diferente, con la que necesitaba comunicarse hablando, en vez de pensar a solas.

She regretted nothing she had shared with her lover, nor was she ashamed of the fires that had changed her life; just the opposite, she felt that they had tempered her, made her strong, given her pride in making decisions and paying the consequences for them.

Aquí la locura se repartió entre todos y no sobró nada para tener nuestro propio loco de remate.

los humanos somos criaturas gregarias, que no estamos programados para la soledad, sino para dar y recibir.

Al final, sólo se tiene lo que se ha dado, como decía Rodrigo, el más generoso de los hombres.

llenar el patio y la calle.

That night, talking to Harald about the group of

It never crosses your mind to praise something another person is wearing, because they're certain to whip it off and give it to you. If there is food left from a meal, the genteel thing is to give it to the guests to take home, just as you never arrive at someone's house with empty hands.

Then we offer our guest "pot luck," which means that the mistress of the house will take bread out of her children's mouths to give to the visitor, who is obliged to accept it. If you receive a formal invitation, you can expect a gargantuan feast: the goal is to leave the guests moaning with indigestion for several days. Of course, women always do the hard work.

el extraño poder curativo de las palabras, de compartir el dolor y comprobar que otros también tienen su

She knew the strange healing power words had from what she had written and discussed concerning her brother Enrique's fate—how important it was to share one's pain and discover that others too had their fair share of it, that lives are often alike and feelings similar.

Jaime sugirió a su hermana que donara, cambiara o vendiera los productos perecibles, pero Blanca se negó a compartir sus tesoros. Alba comprendió entonces que su madre, que hasta entonces parecía ser la única persona equilibrada de la familia, también tenía sus locuras.

A high school teacher for many years, Carme thought education was as important as bread, and that everyone who could read and write had a duty to teach those abilities to others.

They always shared equally, even if all they had was a handful of nuts or a piece of fruit. Today she had brought back fried fish and stewed onions with bread and other things that you would not put together if you had the luxury of considering the pleasure of the mouth.

There's a saying in the oral tradition of storytelling that when you tell a story, when you give out a story, it is no longer yours; it belongs to everyone who encounters it and everyone who takes it in.

Programming is not a zero-sum game. Teaching something to a fellow programmer doesn't take it away from you. I'm happy to share what I can, because I'm in it for the love of programming.

I grew up in Zimbabwe and we didn't have much. My dad worked away for the whole week as an engineer, came back on Friday with his pay and gave the rent money to my mum. He'd put aside money for food and stuff and he'd keep the rest. That's how Africans lived, but there was enough to go around.