Quotes About Humanity

I am not a bad person. I am a good person who has lived in a bad time. Alex's grandfather..Everything is Illuminated

That is what death is like. It doesn't matter what uniforms the soldiers are wearing. It doesn't matter how good the weapons are. I thought if everyone could see what I saw, we would never have war anymore.

Only humans can cry tears.

Then I have some bad news for you, because humans are going to destroy each other as soon as it becomes easy enough to, which will be very soon.

There has yet to be a human to survive a span of history without at least one end of the world.

Am I such a bad person for dreaming of a world that ends when I do? I don't mean the world ending with respect to me, but every set of eyes closing with mine.

Without context, we'd all be monsters.

Because it was starting to get dark, and because the streets were crowded, I bumped into a googolplex people. Who were they? Where were they going? What were they looking for? I wanted to hear their heartbeats, and I wanted them to hear mine.

The UN special envoy on food called it a 'crime against humanity' to funnel 100 million tons of grain and corn to ethanol when almost a billion people are starving. So what kind of crime is animal agriculture, which uses 756 million tons of grain and corn per year, much more than enough to adequately feed the 1.4 billion human who are living in dire poverty?

Compassion is a muscle that gets stronger with use, and the regular exercise of choosing kindness over cruelty would change us.

What is suffering? I'm not sure what it is, but I know that suffering is the name we give to the origin of all the sighs, screams, and groans — small and large, crude and multifaceted — that concern us. The word defines our gaze even more than what we are looking at.

When we walk around thinking we have a greater right to eat an animal than the animal has a right to live without suffering, it's corrupting. I'm not speculating. This is our reality. Look at what factory farming is. Look at what we as a society have done to animals as soon as we had the technological power. Look at what we actually do in the name of "animal welfare" and "humaneness," then decide if you still believe in eating meat.

I asked her, Are you an optimist or a pessimist? She looked at her watch and said, I'm optimistic. Then I have some bad news for you, because humans are going to destroy each others as soon as it becomes easy enough to, which will be very soon. Why do beautiful songs make you sad? Because they aren't true. Never? Nothing is beautiful and true. She smiled, but in a way that wasn't just happy, and said, You sound just like Dad.

There are worse things, worse than being like us. Look, at least we're alive.

Nobody likes war not even those who survive it, not even the winners.

We need enormous pockets, pockets big enough for our families, and our friends, and even the people who aren't on our lists, people we've never met but still want to protect. We need pockets for boroughs and for cities, a pocket that could hold the universe. But I knew that there couldn't be pockets that enormous. In the end, everyone loses everyone. There was no invention to get around that, and so I felt, like the turtle that everything else in the universe was on top of.

The worst it got was near the end. A lot of people died right at the end, and I didn't know if I could make it another day. A farmer, a Russian, God bless him, he saw my condition, and he went into his house and came out with a piece of meat for me. He saved your life. I didn't eat it. You didn't eat it? It was pork. I wouldn't eat pork. Why? What do you mean why? What, because it wasn't kosher? Of course. But not even to save your life? If nothing matters, there's nothing to save.

des verstorbenen Philosophen Pinchas T., der in seiner einzigen bedeutenden Abhandlung An den Staub: vom Menschen bist du, und zum Menschen sollst du werden argumentierte, es sei theoretisch möglich, das Leben und die Kunst gegeneinander auszutauschen.

We go on killing each other to no purpose! It is war waged by humanity against humanity, and it will only end when there's no one left to fight!

The justifications for eating animals and for not eating them are often identical: we are not them.

We need enormous pockets, pockets big enough for our families, and our friends, and even the people who aren't on our lists, people we've never met but still want to protect. We need pockets for boroughs and for cities, a pocket that could hold the universe. But I knew there couldn't be pockets that enormous. In the end, everyone loses everyone. There was no invention to get around that, and so I felt, that night, like the turtle that everything else in the universe was on top of.

How many hundreds of thousands of fingers brushing against each other does it take to make love? Why does anyone ever make love?

It made me start to wonderif there were other people so loney so close. I thought about Eleanor Rigby. It's true, where do they all come from? And where do they all belong?

And there was shame in being human: the shame of knowing that twenty of the roughly thirty-five classified species of sea horse worldwide are threatened with extinction because they are killed "unintentionally" in seafood production.