“Coming generations will learn equality from poverty, and love from woes.” PovertyGenerationsAnd LoveEqualityWoe Author:Khalil Gibran
“I do not believe we can truly enter into our own inner pain and wounds and open our hearts to others unless we have had an experience of God, unless we have been touched by God. We must be touched by the Father in order to experience, as the prodigal son did, that no matter how wounded we may be, we are loved. And not only are we loved, but we too are called to heal and to liberate. This healing power in us will not come from our capacities and our riches, but in and through our poverty. We are called to discover that God can bring peace, compassion and love through our wounds.” BelieveHeartMayHas BeensMatterPainOrderFatherHealingCompassionPovertySonCapacityAnd LoveRichesWoundsHealTouchedWoundedProdigalsProdigal Son Author:Jean Vanier
“There are things to be afraid of - like extraordinary poverty and suffering beyond anything I've experienced, and climate change, despots - but there's really nothing to be afraid of when your job is an actor and you're at work, if you're in a place that is safe and full of respect and love, which we are.” IfsJobsSufferingActorsPovertySafeAnd LoveClimateExtraordinaryClimate ChangeLove And RespectDespots Author:Gaby Hoffmann
“Love conquers all things except poverty and toothache.” LoveHumorFunnyLove IsMoneyPovertyAll ThingsAnd LoveTeethConquerCynicalDentistFunny RelationshipToothacheLove Conquers AllWise LoveDentistryTrue Love Conquers AllCynical LoveClassic Love Author:Mae West
“When the preponderance of human beings choose to act with justice and generosity and kindness, then learning and love and decency prevail. When the preponderance of human beings choose power, greed, and indifference to suffering, the world is filled with war, poverty, and cruelty.” WorldHumansWarSufferingJusticeHuman BeingsPovertyKindnessAnd LoveFilledGreedCrueltyGenerosityIndifferenceDecencyGenerosity And Kindness Author:Mary Doria Russell
“The music enchanted the air. It was like the south wind, like a warm night, like swelling sails beneath the stars, completely and utterly unreal... It made everything spacious and colourful, the dark stream of life seemed pulsing in it; there were no burdens any more, no limits; there existed only glory and melody and love, so that one simply could not realize that, at the same time as this music was, outside there ruled poverty and torment and despair.” MadeNightStarsRealizingDarkPovertyAirWindLimitsDespairGloryAnd LoveSouthBurdenWarmStreamsMelodySailTormentUnrealEnchantedSwellingColourful Book:Three Comrades Source: Three Comrades