Quotes About Humanity

It's tough, him getting it like that. Miles had his faults same as the rest of us, but I guess he must've had some good points too.

Nora stopped drinking to ask: "Did Wynant really steal it?" "Tch, tch, tch," I said. "This is Christmas Eve: try to think good of your fellow man.

Despite the gulf, physical and cultural, between the United States and Japan, both societies are, in the end, made up of people, and people everywhere – when you strip away their superficial differences – are crazy.

HAVE YOU EVER REALLY EMBARRASSED YOURSELF? Don't answer that, stupid. It's a rhetorical question. Of course you've embarrassed yourself. Everybody has. I bet the pope has. If you were to say to the pope: "Your Holy Worshipfulness, I bet you've pulled some blockheaded boners in your day, huh?" he'd smile that warm, knowing, fatherly smile he has, and then he'd wave. He can't hear a word you're saying, up on that balcony.

You have what I can afford to give. You are a panhandler, begging for anything, and I am the man walking briskly by, tossing a quarter or so into your paper cup. I can afford to give you this. This does not break me.

When we pass by another person without telling them we love them it's cruel and wrong and we all know this.

Existing, period – that is what drives men to irrational acts.

The easiest way to witness the stupidity and misplaced hopes of humanity is to watch, for twenty minutes, a human using a leaf blower. With this machine, the man was saying, I will murder all quiet. I will destroy the aural plane. And I will do so with a machine that performs a task far less efficiently than I could with a rake.

So much human attention and expertise, in fact, that even at four dollars a cup, chances were some person—or many people, or hundreds of people—along the line were being taken, underpaid, exploited.

There would be a time when the world created people stronger than them. When all of this got worked out. But until then there would be women and men like Hanne and Alan, who were imperfect and had no path toward perfection.

People worried about our passing over into some robotic state, but we were so much like robots already, programmed and easy to manipulate.

they both understood mistakes are made by all and that they should, if everyone is acknowledging our common humanity, our common frailty and propensity for sounding and looking ridiculous a thousand times a day, that these mistakes should be allowed to be forgotten.

To struggle is to strengthen my faith, my hope and my belief in humanity.

But see how we are the same? You and I, Will? We both see strangers and we react. We don't like to walk by people without nodding. We're broken when people are rude. We're broken when people can't meet us halfway. We can't accept the limits of normal relationships - chilly, clothed, circumscribed. Our hearts pull against their leashes, Will.

We want this to be a workplace, sure, but it should also be a humanplace

And making sure this is a place where our humanity is respected, where our opinions are dignified, where our voices are heard—this is as important as any revenue, any stock price, any endeavor undertaken here.

Now we're all God. Every one of us will soon be able to see, and cast judgement upon, every other. We'll see what He sees. We'll articulate His judgement. We'll channel His wrath and deliver His forgiveness. On a constant and global level.

This book is a form of struggle, and it keeps my spirit alive to struggle. To struggle is to strengthen my faith, my hope and my belief in humanity.

That small act of noticing him when no one else did. That brief act of caring. Just one person seeing another's struggle and bringing them to their feet again. It was the difference between a cold world of being forever apart and a world where one could feel bound to another. Obligated to kindness.

Everyone's cavemen ancestors were assholes.

People are strange, but more than that, they're good. They're good first, then strange.

The only way we can eradicate human behavior is to eradicate humans, and that strikes me as pretty extreme.

Qui-gon shook his head. 'No,' he said firmly. 'I'm not testing you, Obi-wan. Life tests you! Every day it brings you new chances for triumph or defeat. And if you pass the test, it doesn't make you a Jedi. It makes you human.

Maybe we were mad that day. Maybe some of the things that seemed to happen didn't really happen at all. Maybe many of the things that seemed to happen in the days and weeks that followed didn't really happen. Maybe it was all because we were young, and because being young is like being mad. Maybe just being human, at any age, is a bit like being mad. But maybe the best things that we do, and the best things that we are, come from madness.