Quotes About Humanity

People are important. They are more important than gold or places or – or anything.

Wading sloughs of flesh these helpless wander, Treading blood from lungs that had loved laughter.

And Death fell with me, like a deepening moan. And He, picking a manner of worm, which half had hid Its bruises in the earth, but crawled no further, Showed me its feet, the feet of many men, And the fresh-severed head of it, my head.

But, ah me! where is the faultless human creature who can persevere in a good resolution, without sometimes failing and falling back?

The human heart is unsearchable. Who is to fathom it?

I hope I take up the cause of all oppressed people rather warmly.

Forgive me, dear Mr. Troy! I am very unhappy, and very unreasonable—but I am only a woman, and you must not expect too much from me.

Look where we may, the dark threads and the light cross each other perpetually in the texture of human life.

Civilization is a stream with banks. The stream is sometimes filled with blood from people killing, stealing, shouting and doing things historians usually record; while on the banks, unnoticed, people build homes, make love, raise children, sing songs, write poetry and even whittle statues. The story of civilization is the story of what happened on the banks. Historians are pessimists because they ignore the banks of the river.

There have been only 268 of the past 3,421 years free of war.

Nature has never read the Declaration of Independence. It continues to make us unequal.

Read, think well of mankind, go to our libraries and rejoice.

Man's sins may be the relics of his rise rather than the stigmata of his fall.

coarse necessities of physical existence drag him from the heights of thought into the mart of economic strife and gain.

Society is founded not on the ideals but on the nature of man

Our individual separateness is in a sense illusory; we are parts of the great stream of law and cause, parts of God; we are the flitting forms of a being greater than ourselves, and endless while we die. Our bodies are cells in the body of the race, our race is an incident in the drama of life; our minds are the fitful flashes of eternal light.

The world is not "my idea," as Schopenhauer called it; it is a stern reality of which you and I are passing spawns.

It was a great moral improvement when men ceased to kill or eat their fellowmen, and merely made them slaves. A similar development on a larger scale may be seen today, when a nation victorious in war no longer exterminates the enemy, but enslaves it with indemnities.

Civilization is always older than we think; and under whatever sod we tread are the bones of men and women who also worked and loved, wrote songs and made beautiful things, but whose names and very being have been lost in the careless flow of time.

physical philosophers; they had sought for the physis or nature of external things, the laws and constituents of the material and measurable world. That is very good, said Socrates; but there is an infinitely worthier subject for philosophers than all these trees and stones, and even all those stars; there is the mind of man. What is man, and what can he become?

We may define human nature as the fundamental tendencies and feelings of mankind.

La historia ha justificado a la Iglesia en la creencia de que las masas de la humanidad desean una religión pródiga en milagros, misterio y mitos.

There is hardly an absurdity of the past that cannot be found flourishing somewhere in the present

Man's sins may be the relics of his rise rather than the stigmata of his fall.