Quotes About Humanity

Our life is but a new form of the way men have lived from the beginning.

No cradle for an emperor's child was ever prepared with so much magnificence as this world has been made for man. But it is only his cradle.

Man is at the bottom an animal, midway a citizen, and at the top divine. But the climate of this world is such that few ripen at the top.

Man, in the ideal, is so noble and so sparkling, such a grand and glowing creature, that over any ignominious blemish in him all his fellows should run to throw their costliest robes.

All men of goodwill have this in common - that our works put us to shame.

T]he only place on earth where immortality is provided is in libraries. This is the collective memory of humanity.

What is straight? A line can be straight, or a street, but the human heart, oh, no, it's curved like a road through mountains.

We're all of us guinea pigs in the laboratory of God. Humanity is just a work in progress.

All of us are guinea pigs in the laboratory of God. Humanity is just a work in progress.

What is straight? A line can be straight, or a street, but the human heart, oh, no, it's curved like a road through mountains.

Deliberate cruelty is unforgivable. --Blanche Dubois

Be kind whenever possible. It is always possible.

In this century we have made remarkable material progress, but basically we are the same as we were thousands of years ago. Our spiritual needs are still very great.

If you can, help others; if you cannot do that, at least do not harm them.

I am a man: nothing human is alien to me.

Homo sum humani nil a me alienum puto.(I am a man I hold that nothing human is alien to me.)

I am a man, and whatever concerns humanity is of interest to me.

I am a man: I hold that nothing human is alien to me.

We have been to the moon, we have charted the depths of the ocean and the heart of the atom, but we have a fear of looking inward to ourselves because we sense that is where all the contradictions flow together.

I knew that love would not turn the silver devil into an angel. He would remain what he was--subtle yet childish, unfeeling yet passionate, lost irretrievably to everything but his own desire. But he loved me--and I loved him, now and forever.

In this we may be alike, Assassin, you & me: we believe We want what's best for humanity. I'll probably survive Dancing with the kinds of people who must find refuge Among the sweat & rancor of a Fish & Chicken Shack But Assassin, they'll probably murder you. Do you ask, Why you should die for me if I will not die for you? I do.

Perhaps the next step in our evolutionary process is not forward but back to the wisdom of ancient traditions. Perhaps the ultimate wisdom of our Wise Adult selves is not ours as individuals but draws from the collective wisdom of humanity over centuries. It's been called by many names—Chi, the Tao, Buddha Nature, and if you haven't slept through decades of Star Wars films, the Force.

And I loathed myself. I loathed myself for the state I was in. I loathed myself as an unlovable person. I felt there was something intrinsically monstrous about me, some rancid stink inside my soul that I had barely managed to cover over with the cheap perfume of my charm. I felt mostly dead and deserving of it. I had become an inanimate object to myself. I had somehow misplaced the knowledge that I was human.

May love touch every brutal soldier and every uncherished heart.