Quotes About Humanity

How Shakespeare loathed humanity—the putting on of clothes, the getting of children, the sordidity of the mouth and the belly! This was now revealed to Septimus; the message hidden in the beauty of words. The secret signal which one generation passes, under disguise, to the next is loathing, hatred, despair. Dante the same. Aeschylus (translated) the same.

Has the finger of death to be laid on the tumult of life from time to time lest it rend us asunder? Are we so made that we have to take death in small doses daily or we could not go on with the business of the living?

Where does she begin, and where do I end? she thought... On they drove. They were two living people, driving across London; two sparks of life enclosed in two separate bodies; and those sparks of life enclosed in two separate bodies are at this moment, she thought, driving past a picture palace. But what is this moment; and what are we?

This late age of the world's experience had bred in them all, all men and women, a well of tears. Tears and sorrows; courage and endurance; a perfectly upright and stoical bearing.

I dig out beautiful caves behind my characters: I think that gives exactly what I want; humanity, humour, depth. The idea is that the caves shall connect, and each comes to daylight at the present moment" (Diary 2: 213).

We suffered terribly as we became separate bodies.

Pero, dijo Clarissa, sentada en el autobús que ascendía por Shaftesbury Avenue, ella se sentía en todas partes; no «aquí, aquí, aquí»; y golpeó el respaldo del asiento; sino en todas partes. Clarissa agitó la mano, mientras ascendían por Shaftesbury Avenue. Ella era todo aquello. De manera que, para conocer a Clarissa, o para conocer a cualquiera, uno debía buscar a la gente que lo completaba; incluso los lugares.

Es preciso que el dedo de la muerte se pose en el tumulto de la vida de vez en cuando para que no nos haga pedazos? ¿Estamos conformados de tal manera que diariamente necesitamos minúsculas dosis de muerte para ejercer el oficio de vivir?

No debería la educación buscar y fortalecer más bien las diferencias que no los puntos de semejanza? Porque ya nos parecemos demasiado, y si un explorador volviera con la noticia de otros sexos atisbando por entre las ramas de otros árboles bajo otros cielos, nada podría ser más útil a la Humanidad

How, then, she had asked herself, did one know one thing or another thing about people, sealed as they were? Only like a bee, drawn by some sweetness or sharpness in the air intangible to touch or taste, one haunted the dome-shaped hive, ranged the wastes of the air over the countries of the world alone, and then haunted the hives with their murmurs and their stirrings; the hives which were people.

Is it the lot of average human being, however, he asked himself, the criterion by which we judge the measure of civilization?

All human beings were laid asleep—prone, horizontal, dumb.

Era amore, si disse […] amore che non cercava mai di afferrare il suo oggetto; ma, come l'amore che i matematici portano alle formule, o i poeti alle loro frasi, era destinato a diffondersi su tutto il mondo e a diventare parte della ricchezza umana.

Non era stato necessario che parlassero. Avevano pensato le stesse cose e lui aveva risposto senza che lei dovesse chiedere nulla. Era là in piedi e stendeva le mani su tutta la debolezza e la sofferenza dell'umanità; le parve che esaminasse, con tolleranza e compassione, il loro destino finale.

It was a miserable machine, an inefficient machine, she thought, the human apparatus for painting or feeling; it always broke down at the critical moment.

Não acredito em separações. Não somos seres individuais. Para mais, tenho vontade de alargar a minha colecção de observações valiosas a respeito da verdadeira natureza humana. Por certo que a minha obra constará de muitos volumes e abrangerá de todos os tipos conhecidos de homens e mulheres.

Here was a woman about the year 1800 writing without hate, without bitterness, without fear, without protest, without preaching. That was how Shakespeare wrote

Todos acudían a ella, lógicamente, puesto que era mujer; venían a lo largo del día con esto y lo de más allá; uno quería una cosa, otro, otra; a menudo le parecía no ser más que una esponja empapada al máximo en emociones humanas.

Our minds are all threaded together… Any live mind today is of the very same stuff as Plato's & Euripides. It is only a continuation & development of the same thing. It is this common mind that binds the whole world together; & all the world is mind.

Do not, in your affluence and plenty,' you seem to say, 'pass me by.' 'Stop,' you say. 'Ask me what I suffer.' Let me then create you. (You have done as much for me.)

Only human beings—what did THEY want?

y se vio a sí misma saliendo hacia la fiesta, y al pensar en este aspecto de la naturaleza humana, con su paciencia y su capacidad de sufrimiento y de encontrar satisfacción en placeres tan nimios, exiguos y sórdidos, se le llenaron los ojos de lágrimas.

Non aveva voglia di morire. La era bella. Il sole caldo. E gli esseri umani?

Oare de ce tr?im? De ce ne d?m atîta silin?? ca rasa uman? s? mearg? înainte? E un lucru atît de dezirabil? Sîntem atît de atr?g?tori ca specie?