Quotes About Humanity

They stole it from us. It was. . .our tragedy! Which is our humanity. We need those things. We need tragedy, which is the need to love and the need. . .not just the need, the imperative, the human imperative. . .to experience joy. To find joy and to create joy. All through the night. The fight night.

Perhaps all of us are crazy, Ona says. Of course we're all crazy, says Mejal. How can we not be?

If God is a loving God He will forgive us Himself. If God is a vengeful God then He has created us in His Image.

She says isn't it funny how every second, every minute, every day, month, year, is accounted for, capable of being named - when time, or life, is so unwieldy, so intangible and slippery? This makes her feel compassion towards the people who invented the concept of telling time. How hopeful, she says. How beautifully futile. How perfectly human.

Why is it so painful to write about people who aren't assholes? I asked Wilson. Because I would start to love them, he said.

When Richard Bach wrote If you love someone, set them free he can't have been directing his advice at human beings.

Treba ostati logi?an, jer bilo kako bilo, logika nikada nije nepouzdan vodi?. Istina je: bio sam prili?no sam, ali osamljenost još uvijek nije dokaz da ?ovjek nema pravo.

Ve? osamnaest milijuna godina hodamo na stražnjim nogama a još smo ?etveronošci uglavnom svi I što to zna?i znati ?itati i pisati kada pišemo ve? sigurno dulje od pedeset hiljada godina a svakih se stotinu godina rodi po jedan ?ovjek koji umije doista pisati a njega ne ?ita nitko

S ljudima zajedno smrdi, ali je toplo. U samo?ama – prazno.

Teku ljudi po ulicama, mi?u se lica u povorkama, lica naprahana, blijeda, klaunska, sa zarezima goru?eg karmina oko usana, kratkovidne maske žena u crnini, lica grbavaca, donje ?eljusti, voštani dugi prsti sa crnim, modrikastim noktima, sve prili?no ružno. Gadna lica, zvjerske njuške, žigosane bludom i porocima, zlobom i brigama, lica smolava i ugrijana, glave mrkvaste, gubice crna?ke, zubala tvrda, oštra, mesožderska, a sve je sivo kao fotografski negativ.

Ljudi su ljudi i sve je ljudsko samo ljudsko, nažalost!

No?u, u intimnom, poluglasnom razgovoru sa samim sobom, nikako ne mogu zapravo logi?ki opravdati zašto se u posljednje vrijeme toliko uzrujavam zbog ljudske gluposti.

Evil has insinuated itself into our very souls and rules over us from the very citadel erected to guard us against it.

Contrary to the assumptions of Western moral traditions, human beings are (1) not free in their actions but governed by necessity; (2) not transparent to themselves and others in their motivations, but opaque; (3) not similar to each other and therefore subject to the same moral code, but each different.

Everything else follows from this responsibility to those who have come before us. It is the root of flourishing humanity.

Giving to other people makes me feel alive. Not my car or my house. Not what I look like in the mirror. When I give my time, when I can make someone smile after they were feeling sad...

We all have the same beginning - birth - and we all have the same end - death. So how different can we be?

All humans are musical. Why else would the Lord give you a beating heart?

The world is full of stories, but the stories are all one.

Love is the only rational act.

God sings, we hum along, and there are many melodies, but it's all one song - one same, wonderful, human song.

the human spirit knows, deep down that all lives intersect.

Mankind is connected in ways it does not understand - even in dreams.

Have you found someone to share your heart with? Are you giving to your community? Are you at peace with yourself? Are you trying to be as human as you can be?