Quotes About Humanity

Being nice wasn't as easy as it seemed especially when the rest of the world could be so mean

From up above, in a plane passing over, you'd just see one little light in all this dark, with no idea of the lives that were being lived within it, and in the house beside, and beside that one. So much happening in the world, night and day, hour by hour. It was no wonder we were meant to sleep, if only to check out of it for a little while.

Anger's not bad, he said. It's human...

everyone is good at heart.

Nobody was all bad, I was learning. Even the worst person had someone who cared about them at some point - Sydney Stanford

But being nice wasn't as easy as it seemed, especially when the rest of the world could be so mean.

The important thing to remember, ... is that you are a human being and worthy of respect.

Nobody was all bad, I was learning. Even the worst person had someone who cared about them at some point.

But I knew what it said. That I could be imperfect, but only so much. Human, but only within limits. And honest, to her or to myself, never.

But being nice wasn't as easy as it seemed, especially when the rest of the world could be so mean.

Man is not born to be happy.

You've got to let people be just, you know, people. Everyone does bad things sometimes, for all sorts of reasons. You've got to at least understand.

No, I don't think poems will save us. And yet, and yet

Nothing, nobody matters. And yet the world is full of love

It's this feeling that you want to love strangers, that you want to kiss the man at the post office, or the woman at the dry cleaners - you want to wrap you arms around life, life itself, but you can't and this feeling wells up in you, and there is nowhere to put this great happiness - and you're floating - and then you fall down and become unbearably sad. And you have to go lie down on the couch.

Then they went on to discuss other things because there is always something more to a person than what somebody else does to them.

History is one war after another with a bunch of murders and natural disasters in between.

I suspect that the day a person gives up on the Geneva Convention is the day a person gives up on the human race.

Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and not clothed.

the amateur historian's next stop after Boy, people used to be so stupid is People: still stupid.

In my experience nobody gets to lead a totally charmed existence. Nobody escapes the pitfalls of being a human being. It's what seperates us from the zebras. Or that's my theory anyway

A human being who wakened in the morning with a queesy stomach, with fifteen hours to kill before next bedtime, had not much use for freedom.

Hell is other people

L'importance n'est pas ce que l'on fait de l'Homme, mais ce qu'il fait de ce que l'on a fait de lui.