Quotes About Dependence

God help us we're in the hands of engineers.

It pleases our heavenly Father when we acknowledge and confess to Him our inability to run our own lives. That is what we are doing when we say, "Father, help me! I need You!"

Each of us needs something - food, liquor, pot, whatever - to help us survive. Dracula needs blood.

I know it's hard to not do well at something, and I know it's hard to need help.

Whenever there was a crisis, I found a man to help me take the edge off the feelings of helplessness and pain.

Without hardship, I would never have learnt to rely on God alone for help.

Seek help from God.

To be poor in spirit is to recognize one's need to receive help

When we feel weak, we drop our heads on the shoulders of others. Don't get mad when someone does that. Be honored. For that person trusted you enough to, even if subtly, ask you for help.

Hardship makes us to rely solely on God for help.

I can't walk, so I can't go home. No need to talk, cause I'm all alone. If I stay here they're gonna lock me in, hitting the bottle again.

I start sweating and shaking and having panic attacks if I am not at home.

Can I be your only hope? Because your the only hope for me.

Ahh, Otunga. I hope you keep depending on your wife. I hope she keeps making movies because while she's walking the red carpet, you're gonna be walking the unemployment line.

Once men turned their thinking over to machines in the hope that this would set them free. But that only permitted other men with machines to enslave them.

Hope is the crystal meth of emotions. It hooks you fast and kills you hard.

God is not a deceiver, that He should offer to support us, and then, when we lean upon Him, should slip away from us.

At bottom, everything depends upon the presence or absence of one single element in the soul - HOPE

In other words, you are our last possible hope. You are our only hope.

There are two very different types of hope in this world. One is hoping for something, and the other is hoping in Someone.

Hope you're pleased with the crumbs she throws you.

It is just that I don't know how I could live without the hope of her. It would be like learning to live with wooden legs.

Instead of eating exclusively from the sun, humanity now began to sip petroleum.

What in Gods name is it worth to be human, if we have to be saved from ourselves by a machine?