Quotes About Humanity

No creo en la inmortalidad del individuo, y considero que la ética es una preocupación exclusivamente humana que no está respaldada por ninguna autoridad sobrehumana.

Las atrocidades religiosas del pasado y el presente no se han producido porque nosotros seamos malos, sino porque en la naturaleza es un hecho que desde el punto de vista biológico la especie humana es racional solo en parte.

Religious faith is, precisely because we are still-evolving creatures, ineradicable. It will never die out, or at least not until we get over our fear of death, and of the dark, and of the unknown, and of each other.

I can think of a handful of priests and bishops and rabbis and imams who have put humanity ahead of their own sect or creed.

Ruthless and arrogant though power can appear, it is only ever held by mere mammals who excrete and yearn, and who suffer from insomnia and insecurity.

The barbaric vernacular word for roasted human in New Guinea and elsewhere was long pig: I have never had the relevant degustatative experience myself, but it seems that we do, if eaten, taste very much like pigs.

Sigmund Freud estaba bastante en lo cierto cuando en El porvenir de una ilusión describía el impulso religioso como algo esencialmente imposible de erradicar hasta que la especie humana venza su miedo a la muerte y su tendencia al pensamiento

And once, in spite of the men who gripped him by each shoulder, he stepped slightly aside to avoid a puddle on the path. It is curious, but till that moment I had never realised what it means to destroy a healthy, conscious man. When I saw the prisoner step aside to avoid the puddle, I saw the mystery, the unspeakable wrongness, of cutting a life short when it is in full tide.

However, only the most naive utopian can believe that this new humane civilization will develop, like some dream of "progress," in a straight line. We have first to transcend our prehistory, and escape the gnarled hands which reach out to drag us back to the catacombs and the reeking altars and the guilty pleasures of subjection and abjection.

Religion poisons everything. As well as a menace to civilization, it has become a threat to human survival.

Durante la mayor parte de la historia de la humanidad la idea de un Estado total o absoluto estuvo íntimamente ligada a la religión.

Dios no creó al ser humano a su imagen y semejanza. Evidentemente, fue al revés, lo cual constituye la sencilla explicación para toda esta profusión de dioses y religiones y para la lucha fratricida, tanto entre cultos distintos como en el seno de cada uno de ellos, que se desarrolla continuamente a nuestro alrededor y que tanto ha retrasado el progreso de la civilización.

La idea de la tortura es tan antigua como la maldad de la humanidad, que es la única especie con la imaginación suficiente para suponer el daño que se puede ocasionar cuando se le inflige a otro. No podemos culpar a la religión de este impulso, pero podemos condenarla por institucionalizar y refinar la práctica.

We speculate that it is at least possible that, once people accepted the fact of their short and struggling lives, they might behave better toward each other and not worse.

Christopher Hitchens

the gore-soaked landscape of the Old Testament.

Most of the time, thank goodness, we suffer quite stupidly and unreflectingly, like the animals.

It is well known that great art, great music and great literature can emerge out of great pain. This does not lessen the reality of the suffering of the artist, composer or writer, but it points to something creative and redemptive in the human person, made in the image of God, which can bring forth a thing of beauty in the midst of surrounding ugliness, brutality and evil. Nowhere is this more true than in the book of Lamentations.

The capacity for loyalty is stretched too thin when it tries to attach itself to the hypothetical solidarity of the human race.

So know this, little one. Whether you are the Messiah, or you become a rabbi, or even if you are nothing more than a farmer, here is the sum of all I can teach you, and all that I know: treat others as you would like to be treated. Can you remember that?

Sometimes, a man must muster all of his courage simply to sit still. How much humanity has been spoiled for the confusion of movement with progress, my friend? How much?

Oh, we are but soft and squishy bags of mortality rolling in a bin of sharp circumstance, leaking life until we collapse, flaccid, into our own despair.

Jesus was a good guy, he didn't need this shit.

People are douche bags. Many people. Not all. But you know, most. Which is why we destroyed the world.