Quotes About Humanity

Dizer Bonjour é reconhecera humanidade da outra pessoa. É sinalizar que você a vê como pessoa, não como alguém que tem que servir você.

Bilhassa bilmiyordum ki, hilkatin yaratt??? eserler nihayetsiz derecede çapra??k ve çeÅŸitlidir, çektiÄŸimiz bin türlü çileler bütün insanl???n yüzüne tükürmek hakk?n? bize vermez. Günahkar bir insanl??a k?z?nca, Nuh'la ailesini kurtararak neslini tüketmeden cezaland?rmak suretiyle bizzat Allah da bunu anlatm??t?.

ÎnvinÈ™i sunt toÈ›i oamenii care se g?sesc la sfârÈ™itul, sau spre sfârÈ™itul vieÈ›ii lor în dezacord sentimental cu cei mai buni dintre semenii lor.

To consider, Is this man of our own or an alien? is a mark of little-minded persons; but the whole earth is of kin to the generous-hearted.*

Pankaj Mishra

Pankaj Mishra (#iampm)

I had to kill or be killed... It was the only way I could survive... But I never enjoyed it like YOU do. Yes, my EYE is different from yours... But never forget... I'm also human.

So we survive, it is the world.

We suffer, ironically, from our indifference to those among us who suffer.

The deeper our faith, the more doubt we must endure; the deeper our hope, the more prone we are to despair; the deeper our love, the more pain its loss will bring: these are a few of the paradoxes we must hold as human beings.

We find common bonds in the shared details of the human journey, not in the divergent conclusions we draw from those details.

The underground is a dangerous but potentially life-giving place to which depression takes us; a place where we come to understand that the self is not set apart or special or superior but is a common mix of good and evil, darkness and light; a place where we can finally embrace the humanity we share with others. That is the best image I can offer not only of the underground but also of the field of forces surrounding the experience of God.

the reality we belong to, the reality we long to know, extends far beyond human beings interacting with one another.

By attaching our identity to things only a few can have, we ignore the intrinsic preciousness of all human life.

American democracy at its best is like that island of restored prairie. In a world where human diversity is often suppressed—where authoritarian regimes have kept people lined up like rows of cultivated corn, harvesting their labor and sometimes their lives to protect the interests of the state—the diversity that grows in a democracy delights the heart as well as the eye.

My core religious beliefs include this simple article of faith: the God who gave all of us life wants us to do the same for each other.

Educate our students as whole people, and they will bring all of who they are to the demands of being human in private and public life. The present and future well being of humankind asks nothing less of us.

people may not notes the smallest things. but with out the smallest of things like kindness. we would all know

Every war, every crime against humanity among the damned of the Earth is supposed to be somewhat our fault and ought to lead us to confess our guilt, to pay endlessly for being a member of the bloc of wealthy nations.

Homogénéité culturelle, historique, tel est le destin de l'homme.

Sometimes, in the trenches, you get the sense of something, ancient. One trench we held, it had skulls in the side, embedded, like mushrooms. It was actually easier to believe they were men from Marlborough's army, than to think they'd been alive a year ago. It was as if all the other wars had distilled themselves into this war, and that made it something you almost can't challenge. It's like a very deep voice, saying; 'Run along, little man, be glad you've survived

We are Craiglockhart's success stories. Look at us. We don't remember, we don't feel, we don't think - at least beyond the confines of what's needed to do the job. By any proper civilized standard (but what does that mean now?) we are objects of horror. But our nerves are completely steady. And we are still alive.

If Man retained faith in God, he might also retain faith in Man.

We talked about each story for a while, and then Verla talked about heroes and villains. 'Nobody is all good or all bad,' she told us. 'The world is painted in shades of gray.