Quotes About Dependency

Like a fair house built upon another man's ground.

George Bernard Shaw once observed: "People become attached to their burdens sometimes more than the burdens are attached to them.

It's not good for government to tell people that the world owes them a living and that things are free.

Lord, I contact You in Your way. I don't contact You by my thought, concept, or knowledge. Lord, You are my way.

You could walk from North Tai Ping Zhuang over to the North Entrance of He Ping Street, and you may as well have smoked your way through two packs of Camels. You smoked the taxi driver's smoke as he spun sharply around a corner, you smoked the local party leader's smoke as he tried to establish order at a meeting, you smoked your boyfriend's smoke whether he loved you or not. Chinese-made cigarettes, foreign imports, dodgy rip-offs. The city was in a permanent fog.

During all those years, even after Root was old enough to grow a mustache, in the Professor's eyes he remained a small boy in need of protection. And when the Professor could no longer reach high enough, Root would bend over so the Professor could rub his head.

I think hunting used to be important for human survival. THat's no longer the case, but they can't stop. A human being, perhaps, is made of many nonsensical movements. But they've forgotten the movements necessary for life. These humans are manipulated by what remains of their memories.

Romani slaves were in demand because of their skilled crafts and their importance to the economic market. With the growing dependency of landowners, monasteries and the Crown on Romani slaves, the Romanian term Tigan came to be used synonymously with 'slave' and it still has a derogatory connotation in the Romanian language today.

Attachment is when we believe that a person, a thing or an outcome is necessary for our happiness

The undernurtured young adult simply cannot afford to recognize that the parents he relies on are incapable of offering the support that he desperately needs.

Ten grand in your pocket. But it won't last. Not at this rate. Jobless and boozing. Fat and fucked. Not unless Peter says yes- Peter Taylor. The only friend you've ever had. Peter Taylor.

Some preachers use the Bible the way a drunk uses a lamp post . . . more for support than for illumination.

re: the US agriculture industry: " This puts us in the odd position of consuming fossil fuels --geologically one of the rarest and most useful resources ever discovered-- to provide a substitute for dirt --the cheapest and most widely available agricultural input imaginable.

As long as you hold onto wanting something from the outside, you will be dissatisfied because there is a part of you that you are still not totally owning. . . . How can you be complete and fulfilled if you believe that you cannot own this part [of yourself ] until somebody else does something? . . . If it is conditional, it is not totally yours. —A. H. ALMAAS

Who needs whom, why, and how much? The answer is important for determining the pricing structure and whether to subsidize one group or another. Suppose

But here's the rub of addiction. By its nature, people afflicted are unable to do what, from the outside, appears to be a simple solution—don't drink. Don't use drugs. In exchange for that one small sacrifice, you will be given a gift that other terminally ill people would give anything for: life.

Giving cash to a using addict is like handing a loaded gun to someone on the verge of suicide.

If you ever feel the person in your life needs rescuing, particularly from him or herself - beware. Codependency is rearing its head again.

That little walk powerfully reminded me that nature is our touchstone. However sophisticated and technologically advanced we may be, we are biological creatures, utterly dependent on her beneficence for clean air, water and food.

abuse of drugs was not "a mysterious and inexplicable natural catastrophe, but a form

Todo el mundo está a favor de reducir el Estado, salvo que encuentre la manera de vivir de él.

We can't see around walls, we can't see heat or cold, we can't see electricity or radio signals, we can't see at a distance. It is a sense so limited that we might as well not have it, yet we have evolved to depend so heavily on it as a species that all other perception has atrophied.

And do you know who was supposed to look after it? I was. She would live with us and give him his golden child, and I was to be nothing more than a nursemaid in my own home, reduced to whatever crumbs she saw fit to leave me.

Being needed was a handy trick. It could fill you up so full you never even noticed all the places that were empty.