Philip James Bailey Quotes

The same heart beats in every human breast.

Human beings are members of a whole, In creation of one essence and soul. If one member is afflicted with pain, Other members uneasy will remain. If you have no sympathy for human pain, The name of human you cannot retain.

When indeed shall we learn that we are all related one to the other, that we are all members of one body?

Remember that you are all people and that all people are you.

Our own pulse beats in every stranger's throat.

Each life reverberates in every other life. Whether or not we acknowledge it, we are connected, woven together in our needs and desires, rich and poor, men and women alike.

My humanity is bound up in yours, for we can only be human together.

There are those moments when you shake someone's hand, have a conversation with someone, and suddenly your all bound together because you share your humanity in one simple moment.

We are all one. We're not as separate as we oftentimes think.

It is the eternal truth in the political as well as the mystical body, that, where one member suffers, all the members suffer with it.

One does not ask of one who suffers: What is your country and what is your religion? One merely says: You suffer, that is enough for me...

I'm trying to get people to see that we are our brother's keeper. Red, white, black, brown or yellow, rich or poor, we all have the blues.

We can learn to see each other and see ourselves in each other and recognize that human beings are more alike than we are unalike.

We are all human beings. We all have the same blood in our veins.

Whatever the reason is, I am happiest when connecting with the human experience. It lets me know that I'm not alone in this world.

Human unity is not something we are called on to create — only something we are called on to recognize.

Every other man is a piece of myself, for I am a part and a member of mankind.

In each of us there is a little of all of us.

It is not our heads or our bodies which we must bring together, but our hearts. . . . Humanity. . . is building its composite brain beneath our eyes. May it not be that tomorrow, through the logical and biological deepening of the movement drawing it together, it will find its heart, without which the ultimate wholeness of its power of unification can never be achieved?

The world only makes sense to me given my life and my background if, in fact, we're not just an assortment of tribes that can never understand each other, but that we're, rather, one common humanity that can meet and learn and love each other.

There are moments when the heart is generous, and then it knows that for better or worse our lives are woven together here, one with one another and with the place and all the living things.

Colin's skin was alive with the feeling of connection to everyone in that car and everyone not in it. And he was feeling not-unique in the very best possible way.

Every heart is the other heart. Every soul is the other soul. Every face is the other face. The individual is the one illusion.

The whole world is like the human body with its various members. Pain in one member is felt in the whole body.

There is no Them. There are only facets of Us.