Quotes About Humanity

TRUE GENEROSITY is greatness of soul. It incites us to do more by a fellow-creature than can be strictly required of us. It obliges us to hasten to the relief of an object that wants relief; anticipating even such a one's hope or expectation.

Poor and rich, wise and unwise, we are all links of the same great chain.

But gomers are not just dear old people," said Fats. "Gomers are human beings who have lost what goes into being human beings. They want to die, and we will not let them. We're cruel to the gomers, by saving them, and they're cruel to us, by fighting tooth and nail against our trying to save them. They hurt us, we hurt them.

GOMER: Get Out of My Emergency Room; "a human being who has lost—often through age—what goes into being a human being" (the Fat Man).

LAWS OF MAN'S 4TH BEST HOSPITAL Learn your trade, in the world. Isolation is deadly; connection heals. Connection comes first. Use the "we." It's not just what we do; it's what we do next. It's not that we do what we think we can get; it's what we dare to do together. Without health-care workers, there's no health care. Squeeze the money out of the machines. Put the human back in medicine. Stick together, no matter what.

when Mrs. Risenshein arrested and I was surprised to hear myself cursing under my breath as I resuscitated her, "I wish she would die so I could just go to sleep," and I was shocked when I realized that I'd just wished a human being dead so I could go to sleep. Animal. Eat

And yet that hardness brings out the softness in us all

As a result of the War on Bacteria, our bacterial context is rapidly shifting. One bacterium formerly ubiquitous in humans, Helicobacter pylori, which resides in the stomach, is now found in fewer than 10 percent of American children and may be headed toward extinction.62 H. pylori has been associated with humans for at least 60,000 years, and there is evidence that closely related bacteria have lived in the stomachs of mammals since their emergence 150 million years ago.

There are people in the world so hungry that God cannot appear to them except in the form of bread. Mahatma Gandhi I

If national interest comes before our common humanity, Dalia said, then there is no hope for redemption, there is no hope for healing, there is no hope for transformation, there is no hope for anything! One

they cried out desperately for help, for pity, for water, for air, for a scrap of humanity.

Who would have believed that Israeli soldiers would kill hundreds of children and that the majority of Israelis would remain silent?

A todos nos pasa como a Cristo, al final nos reconocen por las heridas.

Las historias tristes ocurren a veces en lugares tristes, como las estaciones de tren o los aeropuertos. Entonces la gente lo nota y lo comenta, y todos dicen que en verdad los aeropuertos y las estaciones de tren son sitios tristísimos, tan tristes que no dan ganas de volver a viajar pues a nadie le gusta meterse de lleno en la tristeza, y encima por esos precios.

No estaba herida. Sólo gritaba de dolor. El fiscal se sentó entre una anciana mamacha que lloraba en quechua y un policía con un corte en la mano que goteaba sangre. Abril Rojo

I paused beneath the arched entrance, where the drawbridge had once been, imagining all the people who had passed in and out over the centuries, every one of them carrying a combination of desire, hope, jealousy, despair, grief, love, and every other human emotion; a combination that made each one as unique as a snowflake, yet linked all of them inextricably to every other human being from the dawn of time to the end of it.

I cling to my anger with every ounce of humanity left in my ruined body, but it's no use. It slips away, like a wave from shore. I am pondering this sad fact when I realize the blackness of sleep is circling my head. It's been there awhile, biding its time and growing closer with each revolution. I give up on rage, which at this point has become a formality, and make a mental note to get angry again in the morning. Then I let myself drift, because there's really no fighting it.

The longer I do this job, the less I like people. The species, of course," he adds grimly. "There are individuals I like just fine.

Why do you want to come in?' Because I'm lonely, I think. Why does anyone ever want to be with another person?

Disaster survivors and their neighbors instantly place whatever food they can collectively hunt and gather in common. There is no class, no race, no political orientation. Such meat sharing lies at the root of humans' remarkable egalitarian tendencies. Those tendencies are reinforced every time the ritual is enacted—especially at moments of vivid intensity

If you could just be nice, then you wouldn't have to worry about arguments at all. but being nice wasn't as easy as it seemed, especially when the rest of the world could be so mean.

Grieving doesn't make you imperfect. It makes you human.

It's hard to be nice when the rest of the world is so mean.

But the bottom line is that, as humans, we are by nature selfish creatures. The only way we care about anything, really, is by making it about us.