Quotes About Humanity

But charity begins surely with the char!

man is saved with the world and not from it.

Even the genuinely good cannot, unaided, learn to love. To penetrate beyond the absurdities, the vices, and, above all, the stupidities of human creatures, one must possess the secret of a love which the world has now forgotten. Until that secret shall have been discovered, all betterment in conditions of life will be in vain

Il giorno in cui voi non brucerete più d'amore, molti altri moriranno di freddo.

I perceive I will die confected in the very stench of farts

Ben kendimi dualar?n buyruÄŸuna sokmam hiçbir zaman. Dualar insan için yap?lm??t?r, insan dualar için deÄŸil. syf:186

Il vaut mieux écrire du rire que des larmes, Parce que le rire est le propre de l'homme. VIVEZ JOYEUX.

But only be good, dear, only be brave, only be kind and true always, and then you will never hurt any one, so long as you live, and you may help many, and the big world may be better because my little child was born. And that is best of all, Ceddie, — it is better than everything else, that the world should be a little better because a man has lived — even ever so little better, dearest.

She had learned to know how comforting a smile, even from a stranger, may be.

It had never occurred to his honest, simple little mind that there were people who could forget kindnesses.

if He made us, He must know He is to blame when He has made us weak or evil. And He must understand why we have been so made, and when we throw ourselves into the dust before Him, and pray for help and pardon, surely--surely He will lend an ear!

And that is best of all, Ceddie,—it is better than everything else, that the world should be a little better because a man has lived—even ever so little better, dearest.

When people had the cholera it seemed that they remembered nothing but themselves.

is the best kind of goodness; not to think about yourself, but to think about other people. That is just the way you are, isn't it?

PoczÄ…tkowo ludzie nie chcÄ… uwierzy?, ?e mo?na dokona? czegoÅ› nowego, pó?niej zaczynajÄ… ufa?, ?e mo?na tego dokona?, pó?niej widzÄ…, ?e siÄ™ ju? dokonuje, a gdy odkrycie jest dokonane, ludzko?? dziwi siÄ™, ?e nie zrobiono ju? tego przed wiekami.

Trebuie s? te gândeÈ™ti totdeauna la oamenii care îÈ›i fac bine.

He said he couldn't understand a world 'shameless and cruel enough to divide its people by color when color is in fact the sign of God's artistic genius.

love is the only thing we have to save us

My pain is ugly, Angel Juan. I feel like I have so much ugly pain,' says Witch Baby in a dream. 'Everyone does,' Angel Juan says. 'My mother says that pain is hidden in everyone you see. She says try to imagine it like big bunches of flowers that everyone is carrying around with them. Think of your pain like a big bunch of red roses, a beautiful thorn necklace. Everyone has one.

Why else were we here except to love?

Time is our delight and our prison. It binds all human beings together, since we all share the pleasures and burdens of memory, and we all know the anticipation of cherished goals and the dark prospect of personal mortality.

Oh, God! It was Carl, the sad-looking, lonely hospital orderly.

Who would you rather live with, a bunch of bonobos feeling good? Or chimpanzees eating each other's babies? Or humans waterboarding each other and destroying the planet?

Teaching students to value literary masterpieces is our best hope of awakening them to the infinite capacities and complexities of human experience, of helping them acknowledge and accept complexity and ambiguity, and of making them love and respect the language that allows us to smuggle out, and send one another, our urgent, eloquent dispatches from the prison of self.