Quotes About Humanity

When we come to grips with the true state of our condition, we are ready to fully appreciate what God has done to rescue us from ourselves. It is imperative that we take seriously our true condition as fallen human beings.

Men prefer to believe that they are degenerated angels, rather than elevated apes.

The best portion of a good man's life - his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.

In spite of difference of soil and climate, of language and manners, of laws and customs—in spite of things silently gone out of mind, and things violently destroyed, the Poet binds together by passion and knowledge the vast empire of human society, as it is spread over the whole earth, and over all time.

Thou hast great allies;Thy friends are exultations, agonies,And love, and man's unconquerable mind.

Have I not reason to lamentWhat man has made of man?

There isOne great society alone on earth:The noble Living and the noble Dead.

That best portion of a man's life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love.

Neither evil tongues, rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all the dreary intercourse of daily life, shall ever prevail against us.

The little unremembered acts of kindness and love are the best parts of a person's life.

What we have loved, others will love, and we will teach them how; instruct them how the mind of man becomes a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells...

One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can.

A deep distress hath humanised my soul.

I heard a thousand blended notes While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man.

Bagian terindah dari kehidupan manusia yang baik, adalah segala tindakan yang kecil, tak bernama, terlupakan, dari kebaikan dan cinta

Society has parted man from man, neglectful of the universal heart.

The Man of Science seeks truth as a remote and unknown benefactor; he cherishes and love it in his solitude: the Poet, singing a song in which all human beings join with him, rejoices in the presence of truth as our visible friend and hourly companion.

No other than the very heart of man, As found among the best of those who live-- Not unexalted by religious faith, Nor uninformed by books, good books, though few-- In Nature's presence: thence may I select Sorrow, that is not sorrow, but delight; And miserable love, that is not pain To hear of, for the glory that redounds Therefrom to human kind, and what we are.

The charities that soothe, and heal, and bless, are scattered at the feet of man, like flowers.

I have slept Weeping, and weeping I have waked; my tears Have flow'd as if my body were not such As others are, and I could never die.

Get in there. Sing the song. Get out. I'm not big on a hundred takes and a thousand overdubs. My kind of singing isn't meant to be perfect. It's meant to reflect the imperfections of a human being like me. After a couple of takes, that reflection is pretty accurate.

My mother, Myrtle, once wrote...I will eliminate hatred, envy, jealousy, selfishness, and cynicism by developing love for all humanity...we all become better people just by trying to ban negativity from our thoughts and our lives.

Gay or straight? So what? It doesn't matter to me. We have to be concerned about other people regardless.

There is a little good in all evil.