Quotes About Humanity

A weird time in which we are alive. We can travel anywhere we want, even to other planets. And for what? To sit day after day, declining in morale and hope.

Je ne suis pas un nazi. Je suis un Allemand. Ce n'est pas la même chose. Un Allemand est un homme qui arrive à surmonter ses pires préjugés. Un nazi, quelqu'un qui les change en lois. (Hôtel Adlon - If The Dead Rise Not)

How did it ever get to be that bad? I think something happened to Germany after the Great War. You could see it on the streets of Berlin. A callous indifference to human suffering.

But in my wretched efforts to stay alive at almost any cost I could still hurt and be hurt in my turn, and as long as death's black barrel organ was playing it seemed I would have to dance to the cheerless, doom-filled tune that was turning inexorably on the drum, like some liveried monkey with a terrified rictus on its face and a tin cup in its hand. That didn't make me unusual; just German.

Es un silencio nacido de la vergüenza, porque incluso los inocentes son culpables. Despojado de todo derecho humano, el hombre vuelve a convertirse en un animal.

We agree that technology should be leveraged for the good of humanity.

One of those old-type natural fouled-up guys.

Man hands on misery to man. It deepens like a coastal shelf. Get out as early as you can, And don't have any kids yourself.

There is bad in all good authors

we should be careful of each other, we should be kind While there is still time.

What will survive of us is love.

After nourishment, shelter and companionship, stories are the thing we need most in the world.

I stopped believing there was a power of good and a power of evil that were outside us. And I came to believe that good and evil are names for what people do, not for what they are.

People are too complicated to have simple labels.

You have to take the long view, Tom. It isn't only Traction Cities which poison the air and tear up the earth. All cities do that, static or mobile. It's human beings that are the problem. Everything that they do pollutes and destroys.

The trouble with space is, there's so much of it. An ocean of blackness without any shore. A neverending nothing. And here, all alone in the million billion miles of midnight, is one solitary moving speck. A fragile parcel filled with sleeping people and their dreams.

Reason cannot save us, nothing can; but reason can mitigate the cruelty of living.

But who is set up for the impossible that is going to happen? Who is set up for tragedy and the incomprehensibility of suffering? Nobody. The tragedy of the man not set up for tragedy—that is every man's tragedy.

It's best to give while your hand is still warm.

The kabbalists explain that when a human being dies and the body decomposes, a tiny bone at the base of the spine always remains intact. This bone, called the luz, is the seed from which the physical self will arise when humanity is redeemed and the dead are resurrected. But the generation of the Flood are excluded from this process. They are gone forever, and not even a tiny bone of them remains.

Our best feelings, which God himself has planted in our hearts, instinctively revolt against the thought that a God of infinite love and justice should create millions of immortal beings in his own image—probably more than half of the human race—in order to hurry them from the womb to the tomb, and from the tomb to everlasting doom!

Our history is every human history; a black and gory business, with more scoundrels than wise men at the lead, and more louts than both put together to cheer and follow.

God must hate common people, because he made them so common.