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I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don't notice it. People think pleasing God is all God cares about. But any fool living in the world can see it always trying to please us back.
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Alice Walker |
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Individual cultures and ideologies have their appropriate uses but none of them erase or replace the universal experiences, like love and weeping and laughter, common to all human beings.
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antiracism
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coexistence
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cultural-differences
cultural-heritage
cultural-literacy
cultural-relativism
demographics
diversity
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ending-war
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faith-in-love
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human-condition
humanity
ideologies
ideology
ideology-religion-war-compromise
interfaith-dialogue
joy
joy-of-life
laughter
love-for-humanity
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multiculturalismo
nonviolent-conflict-resolution
peacism
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racial-identity
social-philosophy
sociological-imagination
spiritual-philosophy
universal
universal-love
universal-truths
universality
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weeping
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Aberjhani |
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In actuality, we don't look for smiles in pictures of bliss, but rather, for the happiness in life itself. Painters know this, but this is preciously what they cannot depict. That's why they substitute the joy of seeing for the joy of life.
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joy-of-seeing
painting
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Orhan Pamuk |
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As you pray for your children, you will find it to be an unending habit of your heart. Being able to positively affect your children in prayer will keep you in close contact with them and actively involved in their lives, even after they leave home. And it will continually contribute to your joy as a parent!
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joy-of-life
love
parents
praying
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Stormie Omartian |
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A moment later the music began, and Kate shrank beneath the onslaught of its message: the fury of hope and joy that towered in the notes, outburning the sunlight and outpouring the volumes of the sea. All that was bold and noble and happy in created sound burst from the metempirical quills, and it was a blasphemy not to rejoice. Christian died in its midst, purposeful and successful; the last struggle unseen by anyone but Kate, and laying no bridle on the living.
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dying
joy-of-life
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Dorothy Dunnett |