Quotes About Humanity

Comprendo de repente lo terriblemente civilizado que soy... la necesidad que tengo de gente, conversación, libros, teatro, música, cafés, bebidas, etc. Es terrible ser civilizado, porque cuando llegas al fin del mundo no tienes nada que te ayude a soportar el terror de la soledad.

If we war with one another, we set our Soul at conflict with herself. We are one. Particular and peculiar manifestations of our One Soul. There are others, too, who are us, fulfilling our Soul's potential in ways beyond our imagining. We are the same Soul's dreaming, all of us, the dreams that stuff is made of. When we finally recognize ourselves in one another the world will be mended. Then

Had I my choice of all things that might tend to my present felicity, I would pitch upon this, to have my heart possessed with the greatest kindness and affection towards all men in the world. I

In a world that classifies us according to social status, race, wealth, intelligence, and abilities, we need to remind ourselves that those divisions are arbitrary and irrelevant to God. The ground at the foot of the cross is level. We all will stand there and realize how far short we fall from living according to God's standards and loving Him with the devotion and respect He deserves.

There is a loftier ambition than merely to stand high in the world. It is to stoop down and lift mankind a little higher.

Believe me, every man has his secret sorrows, which the world knows not; and oftimes we call a man cold when he is only sad.

Thus thought I, as by night I read Of the great army of the dead, The trenches cold and damp, The starved and frozen camp,-- The wounded from the battle-plain, In dreary hospitals of pain, The cheerless corridors, The cold and stony floors. Lo! in that house of misery A lady with a lamp I see Pass through the glimmering gloom And flit from room to room. And slow, as in a dream of bliss, The speechless sufferer turns to kiss Her shadow, as it falls Upon the darkening walls.

Give what you have. To someone, it may be better than you dare to think." —

Daily the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside them,   Thousands of throbbing hearts, where theirs are at rest and forever,   Thousands of aching brains, where theirs no longer are busy,   Thousands of toiling hands, where theirs have ceased from their labors,   Thousands of weary feet, where theirs have completed their journey!

Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State! Sail on, O Union, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate!

Those who devote their lives to earning a living are incapable of living a human existence.

Gilgamesh was called a god and a man; Enkidu was an animal and a man. It is the story of their becoming human together.

You are a human being now, not like them [the animals].

It could go on for years and years, And has, for centuries, For being human holds a special grief Of privacy within the universe That yearns and waits to be retouched By someone who can take away The memory of death.

Crime is incurable, save by that gradual process of adaptation to the social state which humanity is undergoing. Crime is the continual breaking out of the old unadapted nature -- the index of a character unfitted to its conditions -- and only as fast as the unfitness diminishes can crime diminish.

It's fairly easy to hate a racial or ethnic group in the abstract, but it's a different story when you start dealing with individuals.

For in tremendous extremities human souls are like drowning men; well enough they know they are in peril; well enough they know the causes of that peril;--nevertheless, the sea is the sea, and these drowning men do drown.

Seat thyself sultanically among the moons of Saturn, and take high abstracted man alone; and he seems a wonder, a grandeur, and a woe. But from that same point, take mankind in mass, and for the most part, they seem a mob of unnecessary duplicates, both contemporary and hereditary.

We cannibals must help these Christians.

For we are all killers, on land and on sea; Bonapartes and Sharks included.

I leave eternity to Thee; for what is man that he should live out the life-time of his God?

Queequeg explained to me that his world was very different from ours. However, one thing he learned quickly, was that within all groups of people there are kind men and there are unkind men.

But this whole world is a preposterous one, with many preposterous people in it.

This slavery breeds ugly passions in man.