Quotes About Humanity

You Never Needed GOD to simply Do GOOD For Other People

So here is the bad news and the good news. The story of human life on Earth is yet to be determined. If there is to be an Act V, it will depend on whether we humans are willing to make changes in our individual and collective beliefs and behaviors and whether we are able to make these changes in time.

Es obvio que los seres humanos poseen una gran capacidad para aferrarse a las falsas creencias con fanatismo y tenacidad, y los científicos racionalistas no son ninguna excepción.

It is compassion rather than the principle of justice which can guard us against being unjust to our fellow men.

Under the sky, under the heavens there is but one family.

A fascinating quality of the human mind is its ability to hold firmly and simultaneously to contradictory ideas. Slave owners were a case in point. They

At prices quoted on the markets of the day, those nearly four million human beings were worth something like $3 billion—an immense sum, especially at that time, a sum that exceeded the value of all the farmland in all the states of the South, a sum fully three times as great as the construction costs of all the railroads that then ran throughout all of the United States.

He was far more human, with all the failings that implied, than he'd ever admitted to himself. He was only a fool with an outsize ego, like every other fool who pranced and paraded through life, deluded they were somehow finer and better trained than most others, until shown the truth.

If you have nothing to hide, then you have nothing to fear." This is a dangerously narrow conception of the value of privacy. Privacy is an essential human need, and central to our ability to control how we relate to the world. Being stripped of privacy is fundamentally dehumanizing, and it makes no difference whether the surveillance is conducted by an undercover policeman following us around or by a computer algorithm tracking our every move.

we have Paleolithic emotions, medieval institutions, and godlike technology.

I leave pansies, the symbolic flower of freethought, in memory of the Great Agnostic, Robert Ingersoll , who stood for equality, education, progress, free ideas and free lives, against the superstition and bigotry of religious dogma. We need men like him today more than ever. His writing still inspires us and challenges the 'better angels' of our nature, when people open their hearts and minds to his simple, honest humanity. Thank goodness he was here.

Is there anybody alive out there?

The way I see it, we ate the apple and Adam, Eve, the rebel Jesus in all his glory and Satan are all part of God's plan to make men and women out of us, to give us the precious gifts of earth, dirt, sweat, blood, sex, sin, goodness, freedom, captivity, love, fear, life and death . . . our humanity and a world of our own.

Mankind had always been surrounded by the miraculous. Nothing much had ever come of it.

Mankind's a dead issue now, cousin. There are no more souls. Only states of mind.

but they'd have a cheap laptop and some big chunk of the Library, and they'd crouch under a culvert with it, and peck around on it and fly around in it and read stuff and annotate it and hypertext it, and then they'd come up with some pathetic, shattered, crank, loony, paranoid theory as to what the hell had happened to them and their planet…. It almost beat drugs for turning smart people into human wreckage.

You could tell that the plant life here wasn't at all used to the kindness of rain. The plants weren't a bit better than humanity, really—just another ugly, nasty, acquisitive species, born to suffer, and expecting little.

The Net was a lot like television, another former wonder of the age. The Net was a vast glass mirror. It reflected what it was shown. Mostly human banality. ?

There was something inhuman about being dutiful workaholics, something that wrecked marriages, shattered families, and made a man and woman shrivel up inside. It was going to kill them both someday. Without his wife and his child, hinges had popped loose in Van's soul. He could feel that something quiet but vital to his humanity was slowly going down the shredder.

Someday the Sun will explode, and what about our journalism and poetry then? Well, so what? To hell with our exploding Sun. We have to do what we can do in the time we can act.

BRUCE STERLING Homo sapiens declared extinct , Nature, November 11, 1999: Since I've been asked to offer an epitaph," the highly distributed poetware continued, "I believe that we should rearrange the Great Wall of China to spell out (in Chinese of course, since most of them were always Chinese) -- 'THEY WERE VERY, VERY CURIOUS, BUT NOT AT ALL FAR-SIGHTED.

Amanda Waller: And for all that fierce exterior, I've never met anyone who cared as deeply about his fellow man as Bruce Wayne...

When a world goes to pieces, when inhumanity reigns supreme, man cannot go on with business as usual. One then has to radically reevaluate all of what one has done, believed in, stood for.

what redeems us as human beings and restores us to our humanity is solicitude for those whom we love.