Quotes About Humanity

I'm like everybody else: weak, full of mistakes, but basically good.

The reason men somehow go on living, enduring the gaze of others, is that they bargain on the hallucinations and inexactitude of human eyes.

Esta imagen de la arena que fluye constituyó un indescriptible y excitante impacto en el hombre. La aridez de la arena no se debe, como generalmente se piensa, a la simple sequedad, sino que parece producirse como consecuencia de un incesante movimiento que la convierte en inhóspita para todo ser viviente. ¡Qué diferencia con la monótona y pesada manera de vivir de los humanos, que exige estar constantemente aferrado a algo!

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Por lo visto , el trabajo resulta esencial para el hombre, algo que le permite soportar la huida sin fijarse en el tiempo.

Surely I have made too much of my loneliness. I thought my loneliness greater than all mankind's combined.

Bien, escúchame con calma. Los que sufren vértigo, los drogadictos, los histéricos, los asesinos maniáticos, los sifilíticos, los deficientes mentales…, suponiendo que haya el uno por ciento de cada uno de ellos, sobre el total representarían un veinte por ciento… De ser posible enumerar otras ochenta anormalidades, y por supuesto se puede, se constituiría una prueba estadística de que la humanidad es cien por cien anormal.

In such a cruel, self-centered crowd would there ever be some soft-hearted fellow who would sell me his face?

If I'm to be forever stared at like that, I really will end up a monster! At length, unable to stand it, I brushed aside the forest of humanity and, as if taking shelter in some cave, rushed headlong into a nearby movie house, a "market place of darkness"—the only safe place for a monster.

Como una bestia acosada que echa huir hacia una cueva, me abrí paso entre aquella selva humana y me refugié desesperadamente, a todo correr, en un cine cercano. Pues, para un monstruo, ese mercado de oscuridad era el único lugar seguro

It would seem that man befouls his daily life with his own excretions far more than a dog does.

When man evolved from the monkey, he did not do so by his use of tools, as is usually claimed, but because he had come to distinguish himself from monkeys by his face.

No somos tan insensibles como para confundir los hombres vivos y los hombres ya procesados en rebanadas y salchichas.

Oye, eres un hueso duro de roer. ¿Cuándo vas a comprender lo feo que puede resultar un cuerpo sano? Mientras la historia de los animales es un proceso de evolución, la Historia Humana no es sino una evolución retrógrada. ¡Vivan los monstruos, que son encarnaciones de los grandes débiles!

But listen, devils never drive humanity to extinction. Why? Because if people cease to exist, so do devils.

that Kashiwada could have the outward appearance of a human being yet have a demon lurking inside him.

I don't think there is such a thing as an intelligent mega-rich person. For who with a fine mind can look out upon this world and hoard what can nourish a thousand souls.

I don't think humanity just replays history, but we are the same people our ancestors were, and our descendants are going to face a lot of the same situations we do. It's instructive to imagine how they would react, with different technologies on different worlds. That's why I write science fiction -- even though the term 'science fiction' excites disdain in certain persons.

Sie dachte noch an Unkes Maske, als sie einschlief, und im Halbschlaf fragte sie sich, ob nicht jedermann bisweilen eine Maske trug. Eine Maske der Freude, eine Maske der Trauer, eine Maske der Gleichgültigkeit. Eine Maske aus Ihr-seht-mich-nicht.

Out of the crooked timber of humanity, no straight thing was even made.

Some people simply bury their heads in the sand and refuse to think about the sorrow of the world, but this is an unwise course, because, if we are entirely unprepared, the tragedy of life can be devastating.

Auschwitz was a dark epiphany, providing us with a terrible vision of what life is like when all sense of the sacred is lost and the human being--whoever he or she may be--is no longer revered as an inviolable mystery.

Every single one of the major traditions—Confucianism, Buddhism, and Hinduism, as well as the monotheisms—teaches a spirituality of empathy, by means of which you relate your own suffering to that of others.

It is always tempting to try to shut out the suffering that is an inescapable part of the human condition, but once it has broken through the cautionary barricades we have erected against it, we can never see the world in the same way again.