Quotes About Humanity

All people know the Greater Hunger...It is the hunger for warmth, for family, for connection to the stars and the earth and other living things... For love? Renie asked. Yes, I suppose that could be true.

Humans turn the places they live into great crowded piles of mud and stone, like the nests termites build--but what happens when in all the world there are only termite hills left but no bush?

We survive. But when survival is the only goal, what do the survivors become? This

I like people, see, I really do. I just don't like them much close up.

It's the same old story— 'Yes, it's too bad, but go suffer somewhere else. . . .

Everyone was mad already, my lady," Cadrach said with a strange, sorrowful smile. "It is merely that the times have brought it out in them.

We are all children of both the good and evil that has gone before us.

To be selfless, you would give charity anonymously, walj softly on the earth, and look out for others-even total strangers-before you look out for yourself. For the Arab mind, the self is an obstacle, an impediment, in humanity's quest foe real progress.

Para vivir una vida plena y gratificante —una vida feliz—, tenemos que permitirnos experimentar toda la gama de emociones humanas. En otras palabras, tenemos que concedernos el permiso para ser humanos.

by the time you get to a certain age, you kind of realize everyone has suffered a great deal. You are not unique.

Man enters into the ethical world through fear and not through love."—Paul Ricoeur, The Symbolism of Evil.

Some days life just sucked when you were a decent human being.

The day you get used to this , turn in your shield and your gun. You won't belong to the human race anymore. ~ Vince to Mendez

those wretched refugees still mired in the camps.

You ride as a man, fight as a man, and you think as a man- I think as a human being, she retorted hotly. Men don't think any differently from women- they just make more noise about being able to.

You know something? There are sandstorms that strip man and horse and bury them — I've seen them. I saw bones piled higher than my head for the folly of a bad king and those who wanted his throne. I lived through a blizzard that froze every other living creature solid. Against those things, you're only a man. I can deal with you.

Why does he speak of them that way? The crow-man wanted to know. They are humans, just like he is. I don't think he sees them as just like him. Ally explained. He is foolish then, said Nawat. There are more raka than Bronaus.

On the outside, the pony insisted. Not inside. Inside you're People.

So, you learned you can't beat everything. So you learned your human. How sad.

Flat or round, there has always been hate in the world.

In the greater part of humankind there resides an instinct for survival. It is this which can clutch at straws and effect a rescue from them. It is this which can, now and then, outwit fate.

Not everyone can be equal in wealth, but no one should have to starve.

Deeply, simply: he who cannot love cannot understand.

And does man simply choose evil, or does he create it?