A hundred times every day I remind myself that my inner and outer life depend on the labors of other men, living and dead, and that I must exert myself in order to give in the same measure as I have received and am still receiving.
Affairs are easier of entrance than of exit; and it is but common prudence to see our way out before we venture in.
Always try to do something for the other fellow and you will be agreeably surprised how things come your way — how many pleasing things are done for you.
Behold how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity.
Come all good people far and near, Oh, come and see what you can hear.
Doing things for others always pays dividends…
Don't be afraid to let her into your heart and when your down, don't try to carry the whole world on your shoulders.
Each of us is here for a brief sojourn; for what purpose he knows not, though he senses it. But without deeper reflection one knows from daily life that one exists for other people.
Either men will learn to live like brothers, or they will die like beasts.
Everything in the world we want to do or get done, we must do with and through people.
For everyone of us that succeeds, it's because there's somebody there to show you the way out.
God does notice us, and He watches over us. But it is usually through another person that he meets our needs.
He that does good to another does good also to himself.
How strange is the lot of us mortals! Each of us is here for a brief sojourn; for what purpose he knows not, though he senses it. But without deeper reflection one knows from daily life that one exists for other people.
I felt compelled to perform — to do my engagements and not let people down. And they supported me, although they weren?t aware how much it carried me through.
I have seen that in any great undertaking it is not enough for a man to depend simply upon himself.
I love to hear a choir. I love the humanity to see the faces of real people devoting themselves to a piece of music. I like the teamwork. It makes me feel optimistic about the human race when I see them cooperating like that.
I'm not a self-made man. I cannot forget those who have sacrificed for me to get where I am today.
If one of us could ascend to the heavenly realm and for a few hours accompany the divine on His daily rounds, he would see below millions of his fellow humans busily hurling themselves into the passions, sports, and action of those around him. But if our observer had the power and omniscience of the Lord, he would also feel and sense, pulsing through and vibrating from every one of us here below, a desperate and unending plea, ''Notice me! I want to be known admired, and loved by the whole world!'' And it is this, this glorious weakness, this dependence of ours on each other, that makes some of us usually heroes and fools at the same time.
If we do not hang together, we will all hang separately.