A Quote by Marianne Williamson

When we're in our right minds, we are hopeful. Because the arc of the moral universe does bend toward justice, nature does bend toward healing, and the heart does bend toward love.
The arc of the moral universe may bend towards justice, but it doesn't bend on its own.
Prayer doesn't bend God's arm but it's guaranteed to bend our hearts toward His will. Worry less. Pray more.
No matter what is happening now, events will ultimately bend toward love the way a flower bends toward sunlight.
I worry about Zimbabweans. They bend, they bend, they bend, they bend - where do the people break? How long can they go on scrounging for food in garbage dumps and using the moisture from sewage drains to plant vegetables?
When I left Queen's my future seemed to stretch out before me like a straight road. I thought I could see along it for many a milestone. Now there is a bend in it. I don't know what lies around the bend, but I'm going to believe that the best does.
The arc of the moral universe is long but it bends toward justice.
Bend down, bend down. Excess is the only ease, so bend. The sun is in the tree. Put your mouth on mine. Bend down beam & slash, for Dread is dreamed-up-scenes of what comes after death. Is being fled from what bends down in pain. The elbow bends in the brain, lifts the cup. The worst is yet to dream you up, so bend down the intrigue you dreamed. Flee the hayneedle in the brain's tree. Excess allures by leaps. Stars burn clean. Oriole bitches and gleams. Dread is the fear of being less forever. So bend. Bend down and kiss what you see.
This is how a revolution begins. It begins when someone grows tired of standing idly by, waiting for history's arc to bend toward justice, and instead decides to give it a swift shove. It begins when a black seamstress named Rosa Parks refuses to give up her seat on a bus to a white man in the segregated South.
Nature has a funny way of breaking what does not bend.
A man who took history in his hands, and bent the arc of the moral universe toward justice.
Male initiation does not move toward machoism; on the contrary, it moves toward achieving a cultivated heart before we die.
I do not pretend to understand the moral universe; the arc is a long one. . . . But from what I see I am sure it bends toward justice.
We must move forward in the days ahead with audacious faith. The moral arc of the universe is long but it bends toward justice.
If the earth does grow inhospitable toward human presence, it is primarily because we have lost our sense of courtesy toward the earth and its inhabitants.
Religion, as it is understood in the West, does not lead toward progress, and science does not lead toward humanism.
The way to prevent war is to bend every energy toward preventing it, not to proceed by the dubious indirection of preparing for it.
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