Quotes About Humanity

We all of us deserve happiness or none of us does.

So many dead, Grace thought in melancholy wonder, and realised, for perhaps the first time, that there were more dead people in the world than live ones.

He were to take back His Spirit and withdraw His breath, all humanity would turn to dust (Job 34:14)! He doesn't, because of the extravagant and passionate love He has for His creation; and nothing, not all powers of heaven or hell, can ever separate the love of the Father from the children He created (Romans 8:38–39).

How much does anyone ever know about another man's heart?

It's a poor sort of man who will kick his own dog." "Don't worry about it. It's pretty clear that you're forgiven.

If he chose, he could help this girl, but what was the point of saving one little whore? It would make no difference to that vast, endless, tragic horde of broken children. But as Jenny stared at him with great stark eyes, he knew that it would make a difference to her.

Sure the world breeds monsters, but kindness grows just as wild...

Even the best of us are at least part-time bastards.

My goal in life is to live my life in such a way that when I die, someone can say, she cared

The great paradox of automation is that the desire to eliminate human labor always generates new tasks for humans.

A story conducted by the time of a clock and calendars alone would be a story not of human beings but of mechanical toys.

Engrave this upon your heart: there isn't anyone you couldn't love once you heard their story.

There isn't anyone you couldn't love once you've heard their story.

There isn't a person you wouldn't love if you could read their story

I Don't Know whether lust is a human coarseness or a human fineness: I don't know why death holds a so sweet lure since it would take away my Body: I don't know that I wouldn't deny my Christ, if I had one, three times before a given cockcrow: I don't know on the other hand that I would: I don't know whether honor is a reality in human beings or a pose: I don't know that I mayn't be able to think with my Body when it is in its coffin.

Deep down, I know that I am a child of God who has inherited divine capacities; some of them I strive to develop, others are left languishing. I also have a human side. I lose my temper, lose patience and sometimes judge others and myself.

We are all created in the image of our Creator - Love itself.

There is an Angel called Charity who often would save our hearts a great deal of trouble if we would but let her in.

What about justice," he asked, "and charity, and resignation, and courage, and everything which makes the human soul to live!" Religion, he continued, "is a spirit, a movement of the heart. You make of it a power, a society, an exterior force, something which struggles with other powers and other societies. To love God and one's fellow man, is it necessary to have so much materiality?"42

Labor is work that leaves no trace behind it when it is finished, or if it does, as in the case of the tilled field, this product of human activity requires still more labor, incessant, tireless labor, to maintain its identity as a work of man.

In violence we forget who we are.

We [-women and men-] are all equal in our creaturehood, whatever our sex, color, age, background, or abilities. But we are all different in the functions we were created to perform, as different as water from stones, and engineering from imaginative fiction.

I don't think human beans are all that bad-" "They're bad and they're good," said Pod; "they're honest and they're artful- it's just as it takes them at the moment".

It's so awful and sad," she once admitted to Tom Goodenough, "to belong to a race that no sane person believes in.