Quotes About Humanity

Because I think people must be the same everywhere. Only these people are in my bones.

I think people everywhere are the same. Only these people are my bones.

But Lily pushed on. "Why do you think that is, that you love these people you don't know?" Adri shook her head. "I don't. I'm just curious." Lily shrugged. Offhandedly, as they were leaving the room, she said, "Maybe it's because you're invisible to them. Maybe that's why you let them in." She tapped on the wall on her way out, as if for good luck. "It's less scary that way.

he just seemed—not so much like a dad but like any person who didn't have things figured out. Maybe the world is a mystery to everyone, even the smartest people or the oldest people, even

I think people are the same everywhere. Only these people are my bones.

Because I think people must be the same everywhere. Only these people are my bones.

Visionary Fiction speaks the language of the soul. It offers a vision of humanity as we dream it could be.

We need to try to see individuals in order to do any kind of justice. The idea of a binary world of monsters and saints whose unchanging goodness or badness is evident from one or a few actions, from their poverty, or from their race, is false" - Larry Krasner

All of us have our wires crossed and crisscrossed so many times it's impossible to untangle the mess. It really does seem like the entire human race might as well be conversing with hand gestures and grunts, for all the success we're having.

People love to see death. It reminds them that however mean, however low, however horrible their lives become… at least they have one.

If life has taught me one thing, it's that there are no villains. Only people, doing their best.

When one man knowingly kills another, they call it murder! When society causes the deaths of thousands, they shrug and call it a fact of life.

What's the difference? Fill a hundred pits with dead Northmen, congratulations, have a parade! Kill one man in the same uniform as you? A crime. A murder. Worse than despicable. Are we not all men? All blood and bone and dreams?

Rejoice in what you have. Power, wealth, fame, they are ghosts! They are like the breeze, impossible to hold. There is no grand destination. Every path ends at the Last Door. Revel in the sparks one person strikes from another." She huddled into her cloak of rags. "They are the only light in the darkness of time.

All over the world, people are looking at the same stars, the same moon, the same sun, every day. Somehow, I didn't feel so isolated when I thought of it that way.

War is not natural. We have to be trained for it, soldiers and citizens alike.

the true measure of a person is how they treat someone who can do them aboslutely no good

It's time you realized that uncertainty is the perpetual lot of mortal creatures, and resigned yourself to being no better than the rest of us. We've no choice but to trust what we don't understand, accept what we can't believe and walk where there's no path we can see.

The simple truth is this: Most humans are very much alike. The simple and obvious truth is that there are very few variables to what a person might do, think, fear or desire in any given situation.

This act of generosity—Cecelia and Emeline had nothing to gain from him, personally—still struck him as extraordinary.

Mrs. Hedges, I believe you're prejudiced. I didn't know you were that human.' 'I ain't prejudiced,' she said firmly. 'I just ain't got no use for white folks. I don't want 'em anywhere near me. I don't even wanta have to look at 'em. I put up with you because you don't ever stop to think whether folks are white or black and you don't really care. That sort of takes you out of the white folks class.

That any human being should willingly afflict a fellow being who had never injured, or even offended him; that, unswayed by passion, he should deliberately become the means of torturing him, appeared to Vivaldi nearly incredible!

The weakness of humanity is never willingly perceived by young minds.

Can this be in human nature! — Can such horrible perversion of right be permitted! Can man, who calls himself endowed with reason, and immeasurably superior to every other created being, argue himself into the commission of such horrible folly, such inveterate cruelty, as exceeds all the acts of the most irrational and ferocious brute.