Quotes About Humanity

Se antoja pensar que el hombre decidió voluntariamente perder el "Paraíso" de la Unidad inconsciente con la Lattice para ganar el Paraíso de la Unidad Consciente con la misma Lattice. En esta pérdida y ganancia Dios actuó como cómplice por su "deseo" de ser acompañado por alguien de su misma osadía y altura.  El éxito en esta "aventura magistral" está todavía por verse.

Why is there ever this perverse cruelty in humankind, that makes us hurt most those we love best?

We are all these things [...]. Pride, desire, compassion, cleverness, belligerence, fruitfulness, loyalty...and guilt. But above it all stands love. And if we desire to be more than human, that is the star by which we must set our sights.

They bustled around chatting. It was the first time I listened closely, and I was astonished at how much they had to say, the passion with which they repeated the same thing in ten different ways so as to avoid noticing, in fact, that they had absolutely nothing to say to each other for ages, but human beings need to speak, otherwise they lose their humanity

I only know the stony plain, wandering, and the gradual loss of hope. I am the sterile offspring of a race about which I know nothing, not even whether it has become extinct. Perhaps, somewhere humanity is flourishing under the stars, unaware that a daughter of its blood is ending her days in silence. There is nothing we can do about it.

Et là, secouée par les sanglots, je me suis trouvée acculée, trop tard, bien trop tard, à me rendre compte que moi aussi j'avais aimé, que je pouvais souffrir, et que, en somme, j'étais humaine.

When has the majority ever been right? Sure they're convinced—because they don't think things through. Humanity has survived a lot of dooms.

There you go, being human again,' said the Doctor. He put an arm around Rose, and hugged her to him. 'It's not fair, is it, when we're forced into pitying someone we hate. Feels like the world's turned topsy-turvy. But it's all right. You're still allowed to hate them. As long as you don't gloat at their downfall, that's all.

Do you know how many species will be made extinct by these games?' he demanded furiously. 'Good grief, what is it about you humans? You think you're the only thing on this planet that's worth anything, that you can ravage nature just to show your superiority. Can you even comprehend a fraction of what's being done here?' Then he calmed down just as quickly, became sorrowful instead of angry. 'No. you probably can't. And I expect you wouldn't care if you could.

No matter how big you get, it's still okay to cry because everybody's got a right to their own tears.

fabric store, we are not Colored or Negro. We are not thieves or shameful or something to be hidden away. At the fabric store, we're just people.

They're all inside of us,...past people and present people. And probably even the people we'll become.

Do you think I should explore forgiveness more?" Why was she asking this of me, of all the beings in the known universe? In concept, it sounded like the absolute pinnacle of civilization, the best humanity could hope for. How would it work out in reality?

Let us face a pluralistic world in which there are no universal churches, no single remedy for all diseases, no one way to teach or write or sing, no magic diet, no world poets, and no chosen races, but only the wretched and wonderfully diversified human race.

L'homme fut un assemblage d'un peu de boule et d'eau. Pourquoi une femme ne serait-elle pas faite de rosée, de vapeurs terrestres et de rayons de lumière, des débris d'un arc-en-ciel condensés?

We share in the sin of the world. We are involved in it because in spite of our faith we are and remain sinners; we are also involved in the sin of humanity through the various 'orders' of life created by God, so that when a an of my family, or of my nation, commits a sin, I am responsible before God for this transgression. Only this truth must not remain merely a verbal one.

Technical civilization has made the great error in not suppressing death, the only human reality still intact.

The proletarian was alienated not only because he was the servant of the bourgeois but because he became a stranger to the human condition, a sort of automaton filled with economic machinery and worked by and economic switch.

The stage in which the human being was a mere slave of the mechanical tyrant has been passed. When man himself becomes a machine, he attains to the marvelous freedom of unconsciousness, the freedom of the machine itself.

Ä°nsan kendi arzusuna ayak uydurmada giderek acizleÅŸir. Hatta bu acizliÄŸi cinsel tetiklenmeyi kaybettirecek raddeye bile ulaÅŸabilir. Bunu kaybetmese bile kiÅŸi arzu nesnesini nas?l bulaca??n? bilemez hale gelir, aray???nda hüsran d???nda hiçbir ÅŸey bulamaz ve kendini keÅŸfetme ÅŸans?n? kademe kademe yok eden bir eziyet içinde yaÅŸar.

Okurken eÄŸitimin kökünde insan? yaratmaya dair belli bir fikrin yatt???n? görüyorsunuz; sanki insan? yaratan eÄŸitimmiÅŸ gibi. Halbuki, iÅŸin doÄŸrusu insan? eÄŸitmek gereksizdir. Tüm eÄŸitimini kendisi edinir. Öyle ya da böyle eÄŸitir kendisini. Elbet bir ÅŸey öÄŸrenmek zorunda kalacak ve bunun için dirsek çürütecektir.

Le premier symbole où nous reconnaissons l'humanité dans ses vestiges est la sépulture, et le truchement de la mort se reconnaît en toute relation où l'homme vient à la vie de son histoire.

dôležitejší je fakt, že ke? sa láska zmocní ?loveka - nechcem poveda? hocijaká láska, hovorím o láske k Bohu a k blížnemu, - celú subjektivitu o?is?uje, a tým o?is?uje aj prame? tvorby.

o?istený prame? pramení z hlbín ?udskej substancie.. nie je však plný kalu. je to dielo.. predovšetkým pretrvávajúcej lásky.. a umenie o?istenej duše si používa všetko, aj blato, na slávu diela, ?istými rukami a bez za?úbenia v kale.