Quotes About Humanity

There are but three events in a man's life: birth, life and death. He is not conscious of being born, he dies in pain, and he forgets to live.

Better to suffer than to die: that is mankind's motto.

Le fabricateur souverain nous créa besaciers tous de même manière, tant ceux du temps passé que du temps d'aujourd'hui : Il fit pour nos défauts la poche de derrière, Et celle de devant pour les défauts d'autrui.

S'il fallait condamner Tous les ingrats qui sont au monde, A qui pourrait-on pardonner?

la science d'aujourd'hui détruit l'ignorance d'hier et elle fera figure d'ignorance au regard de la science de demain. Dans le cœur des hommes il y a un élan vers autre chose qu'un savoir qui ne suffira jamais à expliquer un monde dont la clé secrète est ailleurs

Author says that, while Eisenhower had other intellectual mentors, he learned how to lead men from Gen. Walter Krueger. Krueger was the first American enlisted man to rise to four-star general, and he so identified with those he led that he once invited a sentry out of the rain and gave him his own dry uniform.

Crimes of which a people is ashamed constitute its real history. The same is true of man.

The main object of a revolution is the liberation of man... not the interpretation and application of some transcendental ideology.

The most alive of worlds, human beings with the tenderest flesh, are made of marble.

Ah those knock-out body fluids: blood, sperm, tears!

She no longer rubbed shoulders with clouds and heights, sunset and dawn, but with men stinking of goat.

But my final goal is the kitchen: the big cookstove, with the smells of meals being prepared. I have a soft spot for warming my rear while a woman, usually hefty and in the know, stirs her pots. The way I see it, this is what being human is all about.

Je vais te dire le secret; c'est tout sucré, comme un mort. « II y a trop de sang, autour de nous. « Il y a dix trous, il y a cent trous, dans des chairs, dans du bois vivant, par où le sang et la sève coulent sur le monde comme une Durance. « Il y a cent trous, il y a mille trous que nous avons faits, nous, avec nos mains.

É costume dizer-se que o Homem é feito de células e sangue. Mas, na realidade, ele é como as folhas das árvores. É preciso que o vento lhes sopre para se ouvir o seu cantar.

s'aimaient comme des gens libres. Vous me direz : « comme des bêtes » ; et puis après

Il faut se moquer, en tout cas se méfier des bâtisseurs d'avenir. Surtout quand pour bâtir l'avenir des hommes à naître, ils ont besoin de faire mourir les hommes vivants. L'homme n'est la matière première que de sa propre vie.

She listened; she heard the dull thumping of her blood which seemed to be tramping on her with a heavy heel.    She passed her left hand across the night to feel the man's firm wrist, which was against her right hand. It was all knotted like a gnarled branch. It filled her left hand with warm flesh which was supple and finely nerved.    "I can't explain....They all have their women. Such a passion has seized the earth...such a passion!" 

This woman could call upon the earth and the heavens to do her bidding. But she gave up her power to be human. Write this into your record, Judge—this Ondine was the most human human being that ever lived. She was human by choice.

What happened in Nyamata, in the churches, in the marshes and on the hills, were the abnormal actions of perfectly normal people. Here's why I say that. The principal and the inspector of schools in my district joined in the killings with nail-studded clubs. Two teachers, colleagues with whom I used to share beers and student evaluations, pitched in to help, so to speak. A priest, the mayor, the assistant chief of police, a doctor - they all killed with their own hands.

And humanism—that transcendent vision that spans centuries and religions in its celebration of reason, responsibility, art, and examined lives—has been tossed out like old bathwater, leaving humanity naked and shivering on the dirty ground. He

When we are born, we cry that we are come To this great stage of fools. He

In some ways we were more remote than strangers because strangers at least have the possibility of yet unmade connections.

I never knew how much we consumed. It seems as if we are all appetite, as if a human being is simply a bundle of needs to drain the world. It's no wonder there are wars, no wonder the earth and water and air are polluted. It's no wonder the economy collapsed, if Eva and I use so much merely to stay alive.

tragedy is suffering elevated into art, it's art that helps humans endure—and sometimes even transcend—their suffering. It's