Quotes About Humanity

The problem with people is that they're only human.

We don't value craftsmanship anymore! All we value is ruthless efficiency, and I say we deny our own humanity that way! Without appreciation for grace and beauty, there's no pleasure in creating things and no pleasure in having them! Our lives are made drearier, rather than richer! How can a person take pride in his work when skill and care are considered luxuries! We're not machines! We have a human need for craftsmanship!

Wooden 1: How many kinds of guns have you meatheads created? Gun Shop Clerk: Thousands. Hundreds of thousands? Wooden 2: That's extravagance beyond credulity. Wooden 3: Are there really that many different kinds of people you need to kill?

Tony kept my job open. He offered to backstop me with the money I needed. But it was the way he did it I'll never forget, with love and respect, like a human being holding out his hand to someone who needed it.

I thanked everyone whose job it ever was to lay hands on the skin of strangers, and I gave general thanks that I was lying facedown in a warm puddle of soap and not a warm puddle of blood in some corner of this incomprehensible city.

As the world continues to find new ways to tear itself apart, humans still love, hate, feel rejected and yarn to be close to someone.

I think music in itself is healing. It's an explosive expression of humanity. It's something we are all touched by. No matter what culture we're from, everyone loves music.

If the fact that brutes abstract not be made the distinguishing property of that sort of animal, I fear a great many of those that pass for men must be reckoned into their number.

The more I see of Mankind, the more I prefer my dog.

Lust is the source of all our actions, and humanity.

Man's grandeur is that he knows himself to be miserable.

Man is neither angel nor beast, and unhappily whoever wants to act the angel, acts the beast.

Men are so inevitably mad that not to be mad would be to give a mad twist to madness.

Imagine a number of men in chains, all under sentence of death, some of whom are each day butchered in the sight of others those remaining see their own condition in that of their fellows, and looking at each other with grief and despair await their turn. This is an image of the human condition.

Man's greatness comes from knowing that he is wretched: a tree does not know it is wretched. Thus it is wretched to know that one is wretched, but there is greatness in knowing one is wretched.

Knowlege of God without knowledge of man's wretchedness leads to pride. Knowledge of man's wretchedness without knowledge of God leads to despair. Knowledge of Jesus Christ is the middle course, because by it we discover both God and our wretched state.

For, after all, what is man in nature? ...a middle point between all and nothing...What else can he do, then, but perceive some semblance of the middle of things, eternally hopeless of knowing either their principles or their end? All things have come out of nothingness and are carried onwards to infinity. Who can follow these astonishing processes? The author of these wonders understands them: no one else can.

The greatest and most important thing in the world is founded on weakness. This is a remarkably sure foundation, for nothing is surer than that the people will be weak.

I condemn equally those who choose to praise man, those who choose to condemn him and those who choose to divert themselves, and I can only approve of those who seek with groans.

When we come across a natural style, we are surprised and delighted; for we expected an author, and we find a man.

One has followed the other in an endless circle, for it is certain that as man's insight increases so he finds both wretchedness and greatness within himself. In a word man knows he is wretched. Thus he is wretched because he is so, but he is truly great because he knows it.

The only religion which is against nature, against common sense and against our pleasures is the only one which has always existed.

Man is but a reed, the most feeble thing in nature, but he is a thinking reed.

Since [man's] true nature has been lost, anything can become his nature: similarly, true good being lost, anything can become his true good.