Quotes About Humanity

I'm not good. I don't know why people have to pretend to be good, nobody's good.

Nothing human disgusts me unless its unkind

To you, whoever you are, when I am gone — remember to be kind tonight to some lonely person. For me.

Everything that is tearing us down today will become a memory, and this memory will be shared as an anecdote or a story or a poem or a play or a warning. It will be shared with another human being, who will then understand that he is not alone in his sadness. This is why we show up for others and tell our tales and listen to others. The great congregation meets daily, and you are someone's angel today. (In an Interview with James Grissom)

In human character, simplicity doesn't exist except among simpletons.

My mother often says that it is the mark of a truly good person if she is happy for those she has never met.

Because the things you have, and the neighborhood you live in, doesn't have anything to do with what kind of human being you are.

Any religion which sacrifices women to the brutality of men is no religion.

I think nothing is religion which puts one individual absolutely above others, and surely nothing is religion which puts one sex above another.

We are a feelingless people. If we could really feel, the pain would be so great that we would stop all the suffering ... we would go into the streets and stop the war, stop slavery, stop the prisons, stop the killing, stop destruction.

What magic, what alchemical changes, unexpected, unknown as yet to man, can produce a state of freedom in a society in which it is not possible for one of us to be free until we are all free?

The humanity of all Americans is diminished when any group is denied rights granted to others.

Good and evil, which were once as distinguishable as day and night, have become a blurred mist. But that mist is man-made. God is not silent. He has been silenced.

For He that made man for the sake of love, would by the same love restore man to bliss, even greater than before.

I'm a writer of faith who worries about the intolerance of religion. I look at the past and fear we haven't learned from it. I believe that humanity is capable of evil as well as great acts of courage and goodness. I have hope. Deep down, I believe in the human spirit, although sometimes that belief is shaken.

The world is frenzied—giving and taking.

Are there books about us or something?" This makes Pressia angry - the idea that this world is a subject of study, a story, instead of filled with real people, trying to survive.

I would embrace my regret—and my ability to work at forgiveness—as evidence of my humanity. I would wake up each morning and count my blessings.

I am just a man—a man who was saved by love.

You can't trust machines. You can't trust people.

No one knows 'men' as such, any more than anyone knows 'women ' and if they do generalise they're probably trying to hide their own ignorance. You might know one 'man ' yes, or even lots of individual 'men'.

all we have is people, people with their messy indefinites, their changes and inconsistencies, their desires and fears, their acts that echo down the years and change the world.

I wondered how it could be that people could love God and hate one another.

Strange, Andras thought, that war could lead you to involuntarily forgive a person who didn't deserve forgiveness, just as it might make you kill a man you didn't hate.