Best 261 quotes in «sharing quotes» category

Relatedness is vital in a time when so many people suffer from social deafness. Emotional insensitivity being caused by a redoubtable “tin ear” makes it impossible to hear any signs of empathy or capture the vibrant qualities of ‘sharing’. ("Only needed a light ")

Secrets make life more interesting. You can be in a crowded room with someone and touch them without touching, just with a look, because they know a part of you no one else knows. And whenever you're with them, the two of you are alone, because the you they see no one else can.

Sharing and retweeting a few ugly characters and objects may fail to picture a whole society; one should show a sense and veracious reality before self-ignominy.

Share, care, hug like a bear.

Share your life with others. You will have a joyful life.

Sharing is bliss

Sharing is everything

Sharing will enrich everyone with more knowledge.

Selfish people are always seeking ways to advance themselves. They only notice you when you have something beneficial to them. Realize when someone is using you for their own personal gains and put a stop to it.

Sacrifice begins with sharing.

Sharing knowledge is sharing wealth

Sharing life brings the greatest joy.

Sharing the same exact content, message or advertisements over and over again only showcases your limited content and a serious lack of depth in your message.

Sharing what is real about you is the key to building real relationships with others

Should we in America refuse to alter our lifestyle, I believe we will experience increasing dehumanization - of ourselves- both individually and corporately. To begin to share on a broad scale, therefore, is not just a matter of obedience to God or of altruism but rather a necessary requirement for remaining human.

Showing off or bragging does not showcase authority or ability. Sharing your knowledge and experience without trying to sell yourself sends a greater message of engagement and authenticity.

She could afford anything, she could give anything, but she could not share a moment of her life with anybody. She was a beautiful and a glamorous diamond with an astronomical price tag, but to a crude reality — she was still a stone, a living stone. Nothing else but a stone in an aesthetic sense.

Sometimes, Anselm – and especially with the most important parts of our lives – we cannot share who we are. We can give the facts, as information, to a stranger; but with a friend we want to give that little bit more, something that changes the facts into flesh and spirit . . . and at certain times we can’t do it. Because ultimately we can’t give away our depths: they lie beyond our grasp. It is when we most want to do so that we realize how immense we are . . . more vast and mysterious than the night sky; and alone.

Sometimes I think that wisdoms slip from my mind like drool from the lips of an idiot... Where's all this stuff coming from? Is it any good? Any good in, you know, the wisdom sense? Who am I to spout this stuff anyway? Well, here's the thing. You too can find yourself shedding wisdom like cat hair if you only allow yourself the liberty of introspection. Think about what you alone know that no one else does. That one neat wonderful profound insight. It is fully yours. No one else on this planet of about six billion people understands it like you do. Now, see if you can share it with someone. Bestow it, a gift of yourself. Wisdom is like gossip. Except it's the good kind.

...successful creations grow most predictably when they tap into a small network of people who do not see themselves as mainstream, but rather bound by an idea or commonality that they consider special. People have all day to talk about what makes them ordinary. It turns out that they want to share what makes them weird.

Successful people know how to share their own dreams with other people.

Suddenly it all made sense. You're supposed to share. And we just sit here with our belongings and our money, clinging to it, not sharing.

Thank God, the greatest things are freely giving; life, love, joy, smiles, hugs, inner peace, blessings, family, friends, nature….!

Success is not a finite resource; share it, wish it on others, and celebrate others

That’s good. Don’t be a miser about love. Be a spendthrift. The more you give, the more you will have. Love is something that you earn by giving it. If you hoard it, it dies and leaves black holes in your being. If you give it, it flowers and in your being you feel lotuses flowering.

The best parts of being human are the parts you share.

The artist lives to have stories to tell and to learn to tell them well.

That evening, in her apartment, still in Warsaw, Ana takes down a book from her shelf – a rather thick, ordinary paperback. It looks old, because it's worn out and somehow shabby. But it's not ordinary. I can tell by the way she handles it so carefully, like something unique. 'This is the book I told you about,' she says, holding out the Anthology of Feminist Texts, a collection of early American feminist essays, 'the only feminist book translated into the Polish language,' the only such book to turn to when you are sick and tired of reading about man-eater/man-killer feminists from the West, I think, looking at it, imagining how many women have read this one copy. 'Sometimes I feel like I live on Jupiter, among Jupiterians, and then one day, quite by chance, I discover that I belong to another species. And I discover it in this book. Isn't that wonderful.

The biggest form of witchcraft is denying someone information.

The essence of life is the sharing of our perceptions of it with each other.

The heart dances with joy when you're sharing.

The insights we receive when going silent, it's our gift to ourselves. Returning and living them, sharing them, that is our gift to the world.

The investments you give away are the only ones you keep.

The more you share, the more you receive to share.

The more you share unconditionally what others most need, the more you will receive what you most want.

THE MOST HURTFUL BELIEF: We live in a world where we are taught that we get by taking.

Then there are my Somewheres. We all need somewhere to say the private things, the vulnerable things, the scary and true things, the victories and the defeats. "I need to say it somewhere," we say. So then the temptation is to say everything, everywhere, or we end up saying nothing, nowhere. There's something between oversharing or undersharing our real lives. I have learned--slowly, painfully--to say these private things to my Somewheres.

The only barrier that's blocking us from living an abundant life is our unwillingness to share what we have

The only way to heal is to help others heal, and the only way to find love and keep love in our lives is to give it to others.

The Paradox of Love. When we share love, love multiplies.

The poem or the discovery exists in two moments of vision: the moment of appreciation as much as that of creation; for the appreciator must see the movement, wake to the echo which was started in the creation of the work. In the moment of appreciation we live again the moment when the creator saw and held the hidden likeness. When a simile takes us aback and persuades us together, when we find a juxtaposition in a picture both odd and intriguing, when a theory is at once fresh and convincing, we do not merely nod over someone else's work. We re-enact the creative act, and we ourselves make the discovery again... ...Reality is not an exhibit for man's inspection, labeled: "Do not touch." There are no appearances to be photographed, no experiences to be copied, in which we do not take part. We re-make nature by the act of discovery, in the poem or in the theorem. And the great poem and the deep theorem are new to every reader, and yet are his own experiences, because he himself re-creates them. They are the marks of unity in variety; and in the instant when the mind seizes this for itself, in art or in science, the heart misses a beat.

The rain began to fall harder, and it distracted him, but he tried to pull himself back because he felt on the verge of understanding something large and important. It seemed to him that this moment—the light and wind, the sweep of fields, the falling rain, the lowing cows, Leah’s form as it twisted to one side and then another—captured a sort of life that he longed for, a life of order and harsh beauty, and although this was his farm and his vision, it did not seem to be his life. It seemed instead to be the thing for which he must daily give up his life, an act of submission to something he could not name and only rarely, in moments such as these, have a sense of. Life during these moments seemed neither lost nor ruined but a power to be shared, as the grass shares its power with the living things that devour it.

The real reason the number of things that are shared via social media every single minute is so astronomical is because, whenever they each do, most users do not share or say something because they believe they have something worth remembering; they do mainly or only because they fear being forgotten.

There are only three things which increase when shared: love, wisdom and happiness.

There are those who believe that showing off is the coolest thing on earth and the rest of us who live a life of sharing is caring.

The reason why salt and sugar are known to be sweet is that they season other things. Care to share and dare to do it every day!

There is no greater joy than to share what you love with those who appreciate it.

There is something quite wonderful about sharing a secret.

There's no place like home. No place safer. No place scarier.

The core of PR ((public relations) is strongest where our identity and value relationships are built through sharing and caring interactions, not sold through marketing pitches asking directly for transactions." ~ @Tracey007Bond