Quotes About Humanity

People aren't all good, and people aren't all bad. We move in and out of darkness all our lives.

I am the blade that is swung by your hand, Slicing a rainbow's arc, I am the clapper, but you are the bell, Tolling the gathering dark. If you are the singer, then I am the song, A threnody, requiem, dirge. You've mad me the answer for all the world's need, Humanity's undying urge

Such a delicate charge as pruning the human race should not be subject to the quirks of personality.

Have we ever had an enemy worse than ourselves?

The fact that it was not human meant that it could never understand certain things, in spite of its immense empathy and intellect. It couldn't comprehend, for instance, that the terror of the unknown was just as awful, and just as real, regardless of whether or not there was truly something to fear.

Death, as they say, doesn't just make all the world kin, it makes all religions one.

We are not the same beings we once were. So then, if we are no longer human, what are we?

Death doesn't just make all the world kin, it makes all religions one

If we gleaned every asshole," Scythe Volta had once told Rowan, "there'd be virtually no one left.

My greatest wish for humanity is not for peace or comfort or joy. It is that we all still die a little inside every time we witness the death of another. For only the pain of empathy will keep us human.

One thing you learn when you've lived as long as I have - people aren't all good, and people aren't all bad. We move in and out of darkness and light all of our lives.

Being made to suffer pain frees us to feel the joy of being human.

You make errors all the time...as does every other human being ever lived. Error is an intrinsic part of the human condition- and it is something I deeply love about humankind.

Death makes the world kin.

We are instructed to write down not just our deeds but our feelings, because it must be known that we do have feelings. Remorse. Regret. Sorrow too great to bear. Because if we didn't feel those things, what monsters would we be?

People aren't all good, and people aren't all bad. We move in and out of the darkness and light all our lives.

Was this what life was like in the mortal age? Feeling the finality of one's own flesh at every turn? What a terrible way to exist.

aren't all good, and people aren't all bad. We move in and out of darkness and light all of our lives. Right now, I'm pleased to be in the light.

We are not just AWOLS! We are not just parts! We are whole human beings-and history will look back on these times in shame!

En un mundo perfecto todas las madres querrían a sus bebés y los extraños abrirían sus puertas a los no amados. En un mundo perfecto todo sería blanco o negro, bueno o malo, y todos sabrían la diferencia. Pero este no es un mundo perfecto. El problema es la gente que piensa que lo es

One thing you learn when you've lived as long as I have—people aren't all good, and people aren't all bad. We move in and out of darkness and light all of our lives.

People prophesized doom at the hands of a soulless machine. But apparently the machine had a purer soul than any human. It watched the world from millions of eyes, listened from millions of ears. I either acted, or chose not to act on, the countless things it perceived.

And as I see it, they're all innocents. Even the guilty. Everyone is guilty of something, and everyone still harbors a memory of childhood inno- cence, no matter how many layers of life wrap around it. Humanity is inno- cent; humanity is guilty, and both states are undeniably true.

My greatest wish for humanity is not for peace or comfort or joy. It is that we all still die a little inside every time we witness the death of another. For only the pain of empathy will keep us human. There's no version of God that can keep us if we ever lose that.