Quotes About Humanity

There will be nothing you may not aspire to; you will go everywhere, and you will find out what the world is — an assemblage of fools and knaves.

J'ai été enterré sous les morts ; mais, maintenant, je suis enterré sous des vivants, sous des actes, sous des faits, sous la société tout entière, qui veut me faire rentrer sous terre!

If you are to judge a man, you must know his secret thoughts, sorrows, and feelings; to know merely the outward events of a man's life would only serve to make a chronological table — a fool's notion of history.

Los hombres que están en el Poder tienen tanta necesidad de creer en el mérito reconocido, en el talento descarado, como en el sabio hay puerilidad en creer en las recompensas humanas.

Toujours en opposition avec lui-même, trompant ses espérances par ses maux présents, et ses maux par un avenir qui ne lui appartient pas, l'homme imprime à tous ses actes le caractère de l'inconséquence et de la faiblesse. Ici-bas rien n'est complet que le malheur.

El sentimiento que el hombre soporta más difícilmente es la compasión, sobre todo cuando la merece. El odio es un tónico, hace vivir, inspira la venganza; pero la compasión mata, debilita aun nuestra flaqueza. Es el mal hecho embelesador, es el desprecio en la ternura o la ternura en la ofensa.

The idea originated in a comparison between Humanity and Animality

This short novel is the opening work of the Scènes de la vie privée, the first volume of La Comédie humaine. The novella was originally entitled Gloire et Malheur (Glory and Misfortune) when it was written in 1829. Published by Mame-Delaunay in the following year, it was followed by four revised editions. The final edition was published by Furne in 1842, appearing under the title of La Maison du chat-qui-pelote.

The feeling of pity in others is very difficult for a man to bear, and it is hardest of all when the pity is deserved.

Quién decidirá lo que es más horrible: corazones resecos o cráneos vacíos? La

Chi infatti deciderà se è spettacolo più orrendo quello dei cuori umani induriti o quello dei teschi vuoti?

Mor?l?s ciešanas, kas p?rsp?j fizisk?s, allaž izraisa maz?ku ž?lumu, jo cilv?ka acij nav saskat?mas.

She was not a Respectable Married Woman but fully a human being.

There is really no such creature as a single individual; he has no more life of his own than a cast-off cell marooned from the surface of your skin.

Our behavior toward each other is the strangest, most unpredictable, and most unaccountable of all the phenomena with which we are obliged to live. In all of nature, there is nothing so threatening to humanity as humanity itself.

We are, after all, not gods.

Your problems and mine, they are nothing new. They are all just another small part of the generic nightmare.

Men were only made into "men" with great difficulty even in primitive society: the male is not naturally "a man" any more than the woman. He has to be propped up into that position with some ingenuity, and is always likely to collapse.

If you weren't scared, you wouldn't be human, you wouldn't be brave. What do you mean? I ask. If you were fearless, you wouldn't need to overcome it. Bravery means being scared and going forward anyway, Fia says. That's courage

Literature endures like the universal spirit, And its breath becomes a part of the vitals of all men.

Before my eyes are many miserable scenes, the suffering of others and myself forces my hands to move. I become a machine for writing.

He [the informer] was a poor weak human being like themselves, a human soul, weak and helpless in suffering, shivering in the toils of the eternal struggle of the human soul with pain.

Nunca he matado a un hombre desarmado y nunca he asesinado por placer.

How was it possible for the world to be so beautiful and so cruel at the same time?