Quotes About Shared

Intimacy needs time to mature—a shared history, tears shed, obstacles overcome, photographs in an album. It's a slow-growing plant.

know what helps most in misfortune, Irina? To talk. Nobody can go around in this world all alone. Why do you think I set up the pain clinic? Because shared pain is more bearable. The clinic is useful for the patients but is even more useful to me. We all have demons in the dark recesses of our soul, but if we bring them out into the light, they grow smaller and weaker, they fall silent and eventually leave us in peace." Irina tried to free herself from the tentacle-like

el extraño poder curativo de las palabras, de compartir el dolor y comprobar que otros también tienen su cuota; las vidas se parecen y los sentimientos son idénticos.

I find it a lot with Australian and New Zealand comics, and people from that part of the world, we share quite a similar sense of humour I think.

We are in the same boat

Happiness is a sunbeam which may pass through a thousand bosoms without losing a particle of its original ray; nay, when it strikes on a kindred heart, like the converged light on a mirror, it reflects itself with redoubled brightness. It is not perfected till it is shared.

Though many people said there is no joint border between Turkey and Montenegro, it feels like we are next to each other. We are in the same neighborhood.

It turns out I share a birthday with Jose Mourinho. He is exactly 10 years older than me.

Life holds one great but quite commonplace mystery. Though shared by each of us and known to all, seldom rates a second thought. That mystery, which most of us take for granted and never think twice about, is time.

It's about all of us, and the kind of world that we, together, want to live in and share.

The true path to peace is shared development. If we do not want war to go global, justice must go global

We all go through the same things—it's all just a different kind of the same thing!

If there weren't so many damned umlauts in Pema's last name—it is a royal pain to find the damned symbol list—she might be worth consulting and quoting, for she believes that "when we encounter pain in our life we breathe into our heart with the recognition that others also feel this." Can I learn to deepen compassion by realizing that my distress is shared, that there are many other people all over the world feeling pain worse than mine?

One of my favorite activities as a teen-ager was to watch television over the phone with my best friend.

I found myself wondering whether a shared memory can exist if one of the people sharing it no longer remembers it. Is the circuit broken, the memory darkened?

I was losing her. I found myself wondering whether a shared memory can exist if one of the people sharing it no longer remembers it.

My mother imbued me with a love of libraries. The reason why I finally embraced this book project—wanted, and then needed, to write it—was my realization that I was losing her. I found myself wondering whether a shared memory can exist if one of the people sharing it no longer remembers it. Is the circuit

I found myself wondering whether a shared memory can exist if one of the people sharing it no longer remembers it.

If two people love the same thing, she reasoned, then they must love each other, at least a little, even if they never say it.

Through a shared aim, shared needs, shared love of a shared result in theatre, from the creation of space... the coming-together of an endlessly repeated climax of shared performance, again and again, something special can appear.

Offendedness is just about the last shared moral currency in our country. And, I'm sorry, but it's really annoying. We don't discuss ideas or debate arguments, we try to figure out who is most offended.

I'm not a religious person, and I'm not too interested in being a part of a religion, but I do like having some sort of communal gathering, and having some sense of peoples.

Maybe it is not just social history - the belt buckles and soup ladles - that connects us to the past, but a grander idea, an idea that shared memory is essential to being human.

I grew up on the south coast in Shoreham-by-Sea in a three-bedroom semi-detached home with a large garden shared by two properties.