Quotes related to Galatians 6:2
It's often just enough to be with someone. I don't need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You're not alone.
— Marilyn Monroe
Submission is the art of compensating for your weakness by playing to each other's strengths.
— Mark Batterson
At some point in our lives, we all need someone who believes in us more than we believe in ourselves.
— Mark Batterson
All of us need Aarons and Hurs in our lives. We need people who are strong when we're weak. We need people who are full of faith when we're running on empty. We need people who will fight for us on their knees. We all need a prayer circle!
— Mark Batterson
Years ago my friend Alan Groff shared this definition: "love is the accurate estimate and the adequate supply of another person's need.
— Mark Batterson
The story God is writing through your life is someone else's subplot. It was true for David's mighty men. It's true for me. And it's true for you.
— Mark Batterson
But as long as Aaron and Hur lifted his arms, the army was victorious. All of us need Aarons and Hurs in our lives. We need people who are strong when we're weak. We need people who are full of faith when we're running on empty. We need people who will fight for us on their knees. We all need a prayer circle!
— Mark Batterson
Grief can take care of itself, but to get the full value of joy must have somebody to divide it with.
— Mark Twain
Man is a Religious Animal. He is the only Religious Animal. He is the only animal that has the True Religion - several of them. He is the only animal that loves his neighbor as himself and cuts his throat if his theology isn't straight. He has made a graveyard of the globe in trying his honest best to smooth his brother's path to happiness and heaven.
— Mark Twain
I didn't attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it.
— Mark Twain
The best way to cheer yourself up is to try to cheer someone else up.
— Mark Twain
On the outskirts of every agony sits some observant fellow who points.
— Virginia Woolf