Quotes About Humanity

O público quer saber como é estar vivo na ponta da faca do agora. O que significa ser um ser humano hoje?

We burned to death 100 000 Japanese civilians in Tokyo - men, women and children. LeMay recognized that what he was doing would be thought immoral if his side had lost. But what makes it immoral if you lose and not immoral if you win?

I've always felt there is something sacred in a piece of paper that travels the earth from hand to hand, head to head, heart to heart.

And in my own small way, I would like to be part of this unprecedented evolution of humanity, the era where humans work purely with their minds and not with their bodies. Besides, it is where the action is. It is what is happening. It's hip. It's scary. And it's fun.

I would like to be part of this unprecedented evolution of humanity, the era where humans work purely with their minds and not with their bodies.

Twain broke with the tradition of asking "Who Am I?" and its species-wide variant "Who Is Man?" on the grounds that a "who-question" is a leading question. It predisposes us to expect the answer to be a sentient being, not unlike ourselves, "whom" we're trying to characterize.

Although not exceptional in ways we once believed, we remain exceptionally good at building tools and machines. And that includes machines that do what we do. Machines that dig, sow, and reap. Machines that kill and machines that prolong life. Machines that calculate, and, before long, machines who think.

The issue is whether we'll invite those who are currently taken for nobodies into the human family or force them to crash our gates.

Let us see to it that ponderers, thinkers, feelers survive in our midst.

human beings are a species splendid in their array of moral equipment, tragic in their propensity to misuse it, and pathetic in their ignorance of the misuse.

The sages may have been self-serving, like the rest of us, but that doesn't mean they weren't sages.

The embodied self is the same person who woke to the world in a burst of visonary immediacy, who soon found that he was not the center of that world but on the contrary, a dependent and even hapless creature, and who then discovered that he was doomed to die

but when one human creature dies a whole world of hope and memory and feeling dies with him. To be robbed of the dignity of a natural death is a terrible deprivation.

Forgive yourself for being a human creature, Ramezay. That is the beginning of wisdom; that is part of what is meant by the fear of God; and for you it is the only way to save your sanity. Begin now, or you will end up with your saint in the madhouse.

Never neglect the charms of narrative for the human heart.

My child, never judge a man because of his race. Never. God looks at the heart. So should we. We are all made in God's image.

Showing Christ as African, Asian, or Central American underlines the universality of his humanity. The depiction of the Holy Spirit as a hummingbird rather than a dove on the Mexican cruz de ánimas (Fig. 9.2) is a modest but striking instance of using meaningful visual language for a particular culture.

He didn't look insane or inhuman. He did look uncooperative.

Perhaps it is a human thing, to look upon such beauty and fail to encompass it.

we may not like it, but we need human friends, because we have human enemies whether we will or nay.

Although when there were too many people around- which there certainly were today- it was hard even to remember to say thank you: all those people were like drowning.

It is a much more straightforward thing to be a dog, and a dog's love, once given, is not reconsidered; it just is, like sunlight or mountains. It is for human beings to see the shadows behind the light, and the light behind the shadows. It is, perhaps, why dogs have people, and people have dogs.

I long for another human face just as I fear it.

Countless Christians have mouthed these lines in worship for centuries: "Who was conceived by the Holy Spirit, born of the Virgin Mary, suffered under Pontius Pilate…" Look carefully at what separates the birth of Christ from his death. The world's greatest life is reduced to a comma.