Quotes About Shared

The best ideas are common property.

I know it feels crass to talk about death in such mercenary terms, but that's the very problem with death in the first place. We don't know how to talk about it. We use euphemisms and discuss pearly gates and angels while glossing over the fact that we have to die to get there. We treat it like a mystery, when in fact, it's the one experience all of us are guaranteed to share.

The history that one can create with a friend, a lifetime of history and shared experience, is a wonderful thing and shabbily sacrificed. And yet a true friend is a rare thing; sometimes those whom we perceive as friends are simply people with whom we spend a lot of time.

communication comes from the Latin word communis, meaning "common.

There is something universal about being stood up in a city restaurant between one and two—a spiritual no-man's-land, whose blasted trees, entrenchments, and ratholes we all share, disarmed by the gullibility of our hearts.

Time spent, memories forged and experiences shared serve as bond that make friends sweeter and closer as years pass by.

Music can make the cerebral accessible, the subconscious hummable. It communicates our shared needs and desires as sentient beings better than any other medium.

Ultimately we have got to co-operate for our common destiny.

Our community belongs to us and whether it is mean or majestic, whether arrayed in glory or covered in shame, we cannot but share its character and destiny.

Being condemned by fate to perpetual togetherness, we better make that shared fate into our shared, consciously and gladly embraced, destiny.

Nothing is the destiny of everyone, it is our commonness made dumb.

Our future is our sense of common destiny.

It is the shared bad faith by which individuals help each other sustain the illusion that they can shirk their spiritual destiny by joining the public.

When we laugh out loud and we realize that there are others who think the same as us, then we feel better.

I don't know whether to feel good or bad about learning that my experience is widely shared.' 'Feel bad,' he said.

Only absences were fully shared.

People had hoped to be caught up in something bigger than themselves. They thought it would be a shared crisis. They would feel a sense of shared purpose, shared destiny. Like a snowstorm that blankets a large city – but lasting months, lasting years, carrying everyone along, creating fellow feeling where there was only suspicion and fear. The war would ennoble everything we say and do. What was impersonal would become personal. What was solitary would be shared.

They seemed to shine together at the center of things. They made things theirs. A certain bench in the park, near the chess players, ordinary things, not unusual in any way.

El territorio común, ya sea en términos de gustos musicales o valores compartidos, es una poderosa herramienta de marketing.

Commonality, whether taste in music or shared values, is a powerful marketing tool.

It's not about you. It's about us. Life is difficult for everyone.

In the womb, every child is interdependent with its mother's body. If either of them is sick, the other is affected. In the same way we are interdependent with the body of the earth. The minerals of the soil make up our wheat and our bones, the storm clouds become our drinks and our blood, the oxygen from the trees and forests is the air we breathe. The more consciously we realize this shared destiny, the more compassion arises for the earth itself.

My mother has a gap between her two front teeth. So does Daddy Gunnar. Each child in this family has the same space connecting us.

Un desiderio infinito, comune a tutti