#agreement

Such evidence is not the only kind which produces belief; though positivism maintains that it is the only kind which ought to produce so high a degree of confidence as all minds have or can be made to have through their agreements. ↗

— Chauncey Wright

#belief #confidence #degree #evidence #high

The only sound approach to collective bargaining is to work out an agreement that clarifies the rights and responsibilities of the parties, establishes principles and operates to the advantage of all concerned. ↗

— Charles E. Wilson

#agreement #approach #bargaining #clarifies #collective

The sound of thunder awake me, and when I got up, my feet sank into muddy water up to my ankles. Mother took Buster and Helen to high ground to pray, but I stayed behind with Apache and Lupe. We barricaded the door with the rug and started bailing water out the window. Mother came back and begged us to go pray with her on the hilltop. "To heck with praying!" I shouted. "Bail, dammit, bail!" Mom look mortified. I could tell she thought I'd probably doomed us all with my blasphemy, and I was a little shocked at it myself, but with the water rising so fast, the situation was dire. We had lit the kerosene lamp, and we could see the walls of the dugout were beginning to sag inward. If Mom had pitched in and helped, there was a chance we might have been able to save the dugout - not a good chance, but a fighting chance. Apache and Lupe and I couldn't do it on our own, though, and when the ceiling started to cave, we grabbed Mom's walnut headboard and pulled it through the door just as the dugout collapsed in on itself, burying everything. Afterward, I was pretty aggravated with Mom. She kept saying that the flood was God's will and we had to submit to it. But I didn't see things that way. Submitting seemed to me a lot like giving up. If God gave us the strength to bail - the gumption to try to save ourselves - isn't that what he wanted us to do? ↗

— Jeannette Walls

#blasphemy #daughter #disagreement #disbelief #doing

Sometimes letting go is simply changing the labels you place on an event. Looking at the same event with fresh eyes. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#changing #inspirational #labels #letting-go #life

Once upon a time there were two countries, at war with each other. In order to make peace after many years of conflict, they decided to build a bridge across the ocean. But because they never learned each other’s language properly, they could never agree on the details, so the two halves of the bridge they started to build never met. To this day the bridge extends far into the ocean from both sides, and simply ends half way, miles in the wrong direction from the meeting point. And the two countries are still at war. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#babylon #borders #bridge #communication #communications

Your life is a print-out of your thoughts. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#agreement-with-reality #inspirational #intent #life #perspective

Your agreement with reality defines your life. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#inspirational #life #motivational #perception #success

How would your life be different if...You could control the outcome of your day, your week, your year? Let today be the day...You embrace the truth that you DO have such control to label every event in your life, and create an agreement with reality that empowers you and propels you to greatness. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#control #empowerment #greatness #inspirational #label

Disagreement is something normal. ↗

— Dalai Lama

#normal #something

Compromise: An agreement between two men to do what both agree is wrong. ↗

— Lord Edward Cecil

#agreement #between #both #compromise #men