Quotes About Humanity

She deserves to be left in peace, not displayed like a fairground attraction for people with half a shilling to gawp at.

That you were taking contracts on the side." I raised a brow. The cardinal rule of the Museum was that freelancing was strictly forbidden. It's one of the things that separated us from hired guns. We killed to order only, targets that had been scrupulously vetted and chosen because their deaths would benefit humanity as a whole.

We are all a volume on a shelf of a library, a story unto ourselves, never possibly described with one word or even very accurately with thousands. A person is never as quiet or unrestrained as they seem, or as bad or good, as vulnerable or as strong, as sweet or as fiesty; we are thickly layered, page upon lying page, behind simple covers. And love - it is not the book itself, but the binding. It can rip us apart or hold us together.

I thought I might cry, the way you do when someone gives you some kindness when you most need it but when it seems the most surprising thing.

You could try and understand people, you could read books and understand words and concepts and ideas, but you could never understand enough or have enough knowledge to keep away the surprises that both fate and human beings had in store.

Another person is, at the heart of it, unknowable. And if you cannot know a person enough to always guess what they're capable of, you certainly cannot know them enough to hold them in your hands, to control their behavior, to fight, manipulate, cajole or nurse or soothe them into doing what they should or shouldn't. People will do what they will do. The trick is admitting your own helplessness about that little fact.

Thousands of years of tradition. People don't see the humanity that lies in the animals, same as people don't see the animal that is within humans. The first time I saw Jum, she was trying to lift her dead brother up with her trunk. She was trying to get him to stand again. She'd even stuffed grass in his mouth to try to get him to eat

Oh, every person is a book with chapters. Some are glorious and some are dark and ugly. Every person

There. But then I change my mind. I think of us poor, old human beings doing the best we can, struggling with being either too much of who we are or too little.

I thought I might cry, the way you do when someone gives your some kindness when you most need it but when it seems the most surprising thing.

Knowing your full true story, telling your full true story, living your full true story--it seems like the most basic right of every human being.

Ah, human beings. We cause problems to solve problems.

We are all a volume on a shelf of a library, a story unto ourselves, never possibly described with one word or even very accurately with thousands. A person is never as quiet or unrestrained as they seem, or as bad or good, as vulnerable or as strong, as sweet or as feisty; we are thickly layered, page upon lying page, behind simple covers. And love - it is not the book itself, but the binding. It can rip us apart or hold us together.

There are so many people in the world with so little. Who cares why you decide to help?

Don't we all look up at the same stars?

May all humankind find the grace of goodwill.

Evil isn't born...Neither is purity. Because even as newborns, there is something wrong inside of all of us bound to spring up and activate itself within us.

To be civilized, really, is to be aware of the others, their hopes, their gladnesses, their illusions about life.

I don't do it for Michael. I do it for them.""Them?""People.""They're broken! Flawed!""Yes, but some of them try to do better. Try to forgive.

One is to a human and other is to adopt humanity

...that human hunger birthed the Civ'lize, but human hunger killed it too.

Every star, turning in the black depth of heaven, burns for no better reason than that humanity raised its face to look. Every great deed needs to be witnessed. Go out there and do something great.

I mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, but I will not rejoice in the death of one, not even the enemy

The best thing that I can teach you is to be compassionate and kind to all.