Community Quote by Cormac McCarthy Download Open image “The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow.” — Cormac McCarthy ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.3 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Community Death Grief Relationships Sorrow
“The closest bond that we share with our brethren is that of grief. Every community knows sorrow.” — Kilroy J. Oldster Copy Share Image
There are no bonds so strong as those which are formed by suffering together — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
Grief knits two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can; and common sufferings are far stronger links than common joys. — Alphonse de Lamartine Copy Share Image
It is a curious thing in human experience, but to live through a period of stress and sorrow with another person, creates a bond… — Eleanor Roosevelt Copy Share Image
Grief and sadness knits two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can; and common sufferings are far stronger than common joys — Alphonse De Lamartine Copy Share Image
When you go through a tragedy with someone, the bond is stronger. — Nushrat Bharucha Copy Share Image
There are different types of bonds. Some we have ran with, some we have swam with, others we have won battles side-by-side! And then… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Hearts united in pain and sorrow will not be separated by joy and happiness. Bonds that are woven in sadness are stronger than the… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
“There are two bonds formed – belonging together and suffering together. Which bond will withstand the true test of Darkness?” — Michelle Horst Copy Share Image
“Being afraid of building bonds because of the hurt you felt from those who betrayed your trust before, is a foolish sentiment. If you… — Imania Margria Copy Share Image
“Bondage is when the mind longs for something, grieves about something, rejects something, holds on to something, is pleased about something or displeased about… — Ashtavakra Copy Share Image
The cooler days have brought a wistful mood upon him. The smell of coalsmoke in the air at night. Old times, dead years. For… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“The events of the world can have no separate life from the world. And yet the world itself can have no temporal view of things. It can have no cause to favor certain enterprises over others. The passing of armies and the passing of sands in the desert are one. There is no favoring, you see. How could there be?… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“I had two dreams about him after he died. I dont remember the first one all that well but it was about meetin him in town somewheres and he give me some money and I think I lost it. But the second one it was like we was both back in older times and I was on horseback goin through… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“You think people was meaner then than they are now? the deputy said. The old man was looking out at the flooded town. No,… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“They set forth in a crimson dawn where sky and earth closed in a razorous plane. Out there dark little archipelagos of cloud and the vast world of sand and scrub shearing upward into the shoreless void where those blue islands trembled and the earth grew uncertain, gravely canted and veering out through tinctures of rose and the dark beyond… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“Nothing. Where all was burnt to ash before them no fires were to be had and the nights were long and dark and cold… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
He said that whether a man's life was writ in a book someplace or whether it took its form day by day was one… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“He lives in a room above a courtyard behind a tavern and he comes down at night like some fairybook beast to fight with the sailors. He is not big but he has big wrists, big hands. His shoulders are set close. The child's face is curiously untouched behind the scars, the eyes oddly innocent. They fight with fists, with… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“Ultimo hombre. Last man standing, must've been one. Where'd he go?” — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“To seek out the upright. No fall but preceded by a declination. He took great marching steps into the nothingness, counting them against his return. Eyes closed, arms oaring. Upright to what? Something nameless in the night, lode or matrix. To which he and the stars were common satellite. Like the great pendulum in its rotunda scribing through the long… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“They went through the last of the cars and then walked up the track to the locomotive and climbed up to the catwalk. Rust and scaling paint. They pushed into the cab and he blew away the ash from the engineer's seat and put the boy at the controls. The controls were very simple. Little to do but push the… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“Night fell upon them dark and starblown and the wagon grew swollen near mute with dew. On their chairs in such black immobility these… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Race is the idea that a human being is more superior than another human being, race in society grants illusional rights to mistreat each… — Jeremy Limn Copy Share Image
But we are convinced that if we are to play a meaningful role nationally, and in the community of nations, we must be second… — Vikram Sarabhai Copy Share Image
In the hearing world, I'm constantly having to lip-read and trying to understand what's going on. Sign language is so beautiful. It gives you… — Rose Ayling-Ellis Copy Share Image
The strains and stresses suffered by the individual in society are grounded in the normal functioning of that society (and of the individual!) rather… — Herbert Marcuse Copy Share Image
Hackney gets a bit of a bad rap, but it's the only place I've ever lived that felt like a community. I know my… — Sharon Horgan Copy Share Image
The social [media channel] isn't about beauty contests and popularity contests. They're a distortion, a caricature of the real thing. It's about trust, connection, and community. That's what there's too little of in today's mediascape, despite all the hoopla surrounding social tools. The promise of the Internet wasn't merely to inflate relationships, without adding depth, resonance, and meaning. It was… — Umair Haque Copy Share
We're at a point in history were we have to become a part of the neighborhood of inhabited planets, like a neighborhood of a community, which we have not even acknowledged that that community exists up until this point. — Edgar Mitchell Copy Share
It rolls off my back. Ridicule doesn't mean anything - even from people you're supposed to wear knee pads around, like the scientific community. — Dwight Schultz Copy Share Image
Jeff Chu's pilgrimage across America to discover his own place as a gay man in the Christian church as well as attitudes about being gay and Christian across denominations is at once timely, smart, poignant, disturbing, inspiring, and maddening. It's essential reading for anyone who cares about the rights of the LGBTQ community to be treated as equal citizens at… — Donna Freitas Copy Share
I think that most of us, anyway, read these stories that we know are not "true" because we're hungry for another kind of truth: the mythic truth about human nature in general, the particular truth about those life-communities that define our own identity, and the most specific truth of all: our own self-story. Fiction, because it is not about someone… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share
Human life consists of doing certain things ... to take part in the life of the community; to be able to talk about subjects… — Amartya Sen Copy Share Image