Quotes About Humanity

Humankind was a disease. The earth was the body.

You can't be friends with a droid.

Why … wouldn't I? People are people. You ever … look at a YouTube comments section? You'd … want everyone dead … too.

one of the truest things about people is that they will laugh in the face of terror, tragedy, and sadness

Most people laughed, and they did so sincerely, because one of the truest things about people is that they will laugh in the face of terror, tragedy, and sadness.

The first force is evolution. Humanity changing, growing, becoming better than it was. The second force is ruination. Humanity making its best effort to demonstrate its worst tendencies. A march toward self-destruction.

Homeland Security. Everyone had gotten so adapted to it, they forgot that it sounded like something out of 1984. Motherland, Fatherland, Homeland—these were, to him, implicitly un-American ideas, words antithetical to the mishmash hodgepodge of humanity that made up the citizenry of these United States.

Most people aren't good or evil, really, they're just messy and complicated. Inside you are two wolves, and both of them are very confused about everything all of the time. So for the most part, give people a break when you can.

Itaque inter omnis omnium gentium summa constat; omnibus enim innatum est et in animo quasi insculptum esse deos.

nothing cruel is in fact beneficial; for cruelty is extremely hostile to the nature of man, which we ought to follow.

It made no difference what nationality or color or sex or class a person was. The suffering was the same.

And there are days when we will be distracted, tired, sick, bored, or even downright tired of praying. That's normal; we are, after all, only human. But God has the victory—He just wants our heart and our willingness to pray. He will do the rest!

It's the strangest thing about being human: to know so much, to communicate so much, and yet always to fall so drastically short of clarity, to be, in the end, so isolate and inadequate. Even when people try to say things, they say them poorly, or obliquely, or they outright lie, sometimes because they're lying to you, but as often because they're lying to themselves.

It's the strangest thing about being human: to know so much, to communicate so much, and yet always to fall so drastically short of clarity, to be, in the end, so isolate and inadequate. Even when people try to say things, they say them poorly, or obliquely, or they outright lie, sometimes because they're lying to you, but as often because they're lying to themselves. Sirena

It's the strangest thing about being human: to know so much, to communicate so much, and yet always to fall so drastically short of clarity, to be, in the end, so isolate and inadequate. Even when people try to say things, they say them poorly, or obliquely, or they outright lie, sometimes because they're lying to you, but as often because they're lying to themselves.

Since the dawn of humanity, birds have inspired infinite beauty, happiness and wisdom. They're one of our strongest connections to our natural home and so to life and to reality itself.

Humans create terrible things. Why do they make things that only bring them pain? It's because they don't know what's comfortable anymore. So perhaps they don't know that they are in pain…

Just because you're sad or weak doesn't give you the right to hurt others. But no matter how hard you try, as long as you're alive, you'll have to inconvenience someone. Maybe the act of living has nothing to do with dreams or ideals. Perhaps it's more a matter of how much trouble you cause for others ... and how you redeem yourself.

Maybe all people who do bad things…are just really lonely.

Humans create terrible things. Why do they make things that only bring them pain? It's because they don't know what's comfortable anymore. So perhaps they don't know they are in pain.

You are never completely on your own, no one on this earth is. Everyone is tied, and shares connections with others. That is why humans can never be completely free. It is the reason that humans feel joy and sorrow.

Who has not asked himself at some time or other: am I a monster or is this what it means to be a person?

Who hasn't asked himself, am I a monster or is this what it means to be human?

What I want is to live of that initial and primordial something that was what made some things reach the point of aspiring to be human.