Quotes About Dependence

I think that of the three of us, I alone have no food supply, said the kzin.

I don't think you get to be mad at someone unless they come through for you. I don't think you have that luxury. I think you think you can be mad, but really you're just doing something else. What's that? Waiting.

A small, inexplicable part of me was scared, right from the start - of counting on someone, of trusting that he'd always be there for me - as much it was exactly what another part of me wanted.

If only I had some grease I could fix some kind of a light, Ma considered. We didn't lack for light when I was a girl before this newfangled kerosene was ever heard of. That's so, said Pa. These times are too progressive. Everything has changed too fast. Railroads and telegraph and kerosene and coal stoves--they're good things to have, but the trouble is, folks get to depend on 'em.

Then Pa looked at Ma and said, Nobody'd starve to death when you were around, Caroline. Well, no, Ma said. No, Charles, not if you were there to provide for us. Pa was pleased.

It has often been said that our environmental crisis is a crisis of perception. We do not readily see the patterns that would reveal our dependence on the natural world, nor are we commonly aware of the systems within which we are deeply embedded. Our attention, entrained on objects and focused on flat screens, is far removed from the dynamic and animated nonhuman world. We are as good as blind to the wonder at our feet or the daily spectacle of an ever-changing sky.

That was the problem with loving people: it made you weak. It made you need them. It made the thought of not having them the worst thing in the world.

Jak chceÅ¡, má malá oživovatelko. AÃ…Â¥ jsme milenci nebo ne, nic to nemÄ›ní na tom, ?ím pro mne jsi. Jsi moje lidská služebnice.

I know, I know. I rescued him and he's bonded to me like a baby duck.

I love you, Jean-Claude; I wouldn't know what to do without you in my life, my bed, my heart.' 'Very poetic for you, ma petite.' 'I've

For the first time, Mary understood what drove animals to bite the hand that fed them—sheer irritation at being patronized.

Audrey used to pass her some of her story books, but Gayle was no reader, not much or a homemaker neither, though Betty did try giving her a few lessons. I reckon Gayle lived on potato chips and Dr Pepper, and when Okey was home, they just lived on love.

We turned us into wintergirls, and when she tried to leave, I pulled her back into the snow because I was afraid to be alone

First the man takes a drink, as one hears it said, and then the drink takes a drink. And even if that's where it stops, before the third step of and then the drink takes the man

Sorrow is implicit in love as gravitation is implicit in mass.

Thus in this sad, but oh, too pleasing state! my soul can fix upon nothing but thee; thee it contemplates, admires, adores, nay depends on, trusts on you alone.

You can't be gone. I need you here, with me. What am I going to do without you?

...the sun would leave my sky if I couldn't assume you'd simply come and tell me you were sad.

Funny thing about the monster.The worse he treats you, the more you love him.

The only science that gives purpose to every other science is the science of religion - the science of our happy relationship with, and our providential dependence on God and our neighbor.

What is that we human beings ultimately depend on? We depend on our words. We are suspended in language. Our task is to communicate experience and ideas to others.

Computer Science is embarrassed by the computer.

Our survival, the future of our civilization, possibly the existence of mankind, depends on American leadership

It is a law, that every event depends on some law.