Quotes About Human

As Maria Popova writes, "The dance of anger and forgiveness, performed to the uncontrollable rhythm of trust, is perhaps the most difficult in human life, as well as one of the oldest.

There's no answer that ends the search, you know. Obviously, there never will be. The artist seeks to capture the world because the nature of every single object is a mystery to him. The philosopher addresses human nature because he's a stranger to every part of it. It

Justice. There is only one thing for which a knight has no patience: injustice. Every true knight fights for human dignity at all times.

Human life is fiction's only theme.

One might say that any sermon involves both an "itch" and a "scratch" and sermons are born when at least implicitly in the preacher's mind the problematic itch intersects a solutional scratch—between the particulars of the human predicament and the particularity of the gospel.

Darn your Barnum and Bailey circus lingo, Big. This isn't a thing to mock at. I should think the origin of man would be something that would appeal even to your hothouse imagination. Modern science believes—knows—that Asia was the first home of the human race. That's where we're going, to the great Central Asian plateau north of the Himalayas.

Using a well-worn metaphor, culture can be viewed as the software that runs the hardware of human society.

Rather than virtual or second life, social media is actually becoming life itself—the central and increasingly transparent stage of human existence,

A work of art speaks a truth we can't speak outright: the truth of the human experience. Love, joy, grief, guilt, beauty—no words can communicate these. We can only represent them in stories and pictures and songs. Art is the way we speak the meaning of our lives.

To explore the mind of man is to know the face of damnation and salvation both—to know them in the only way we can know them, a human way, just as we know light and good and evil and the falling silver rain.

The world had no beauty of its own. The beauty of the world was created in the human experience, in me. The very fact of beauty, the very idea that something could be beautiful, only existed in me. The point was not to see the world....The point was to experience the world.

Darwin caused controversy, not merely because his ideas contradicted Genesis, but because they fell foul of the way in which Genesis had been read by those influenced by the Enlightenment, for it was the Enlightenment that conceived of the human as almost exclusively rational and intellectual, and set the human at a distance from the animal.

Besides the emotional difficulty of literally defacing another human being, I become aware of the practical problem.

I can see the messy, haphazard collection of instructions that make up a human life. While some would argue that the fact that this almost random pattern is proof of a miracle, I'd point out that by that logic, every living thing that manages to be born is a miracle—and if we're all miracles, then nobody is, because the word has lost its meaning. Life works or it doesn't.

The trouble is we expect the emote part of emotion. Humans are social primates, and our experiences have to be externalized to be acknowledged by others.

This tension between the instinctive animal and the reasoning human who discounts anything that doesn't fit into narrow sense categories is fascinating to me.

The city is built on an inhuman scale. Everything is by design inconvenient for Homo sapiens.

More people are reading poetry now than at any time in the history of the human race.

Courage is rightly esteemed the first of human qualities because . . . it is the quality which guarantees the others.

The belief in the possibility of a short decisive war', wrote the Irish literary essayist Robert Wilson Lynd, 'appears to be one of the most ancient and dangerous of human illusions.

Real meaningful endeavours, the biggies in human existence, often require the sacrifice of others.

There is nothing sadder in this world than the waste of human potential. The purpose of evolution is to raise us out of the mud, not have us grovelling in it

It's just human. We all have the jungle inside of us. We all have wants and needs and desires, strange as they may seem. If you stop to think about it, we're all pretty creative, cooking up all these fantasies. it's like a kind of poetry.

The words of Hannah Arendt, written to describe her own sense of statelessness and exile in the turmoil of World War Two, ring as true in the supposedly new reality of the "global village" today as the day they were written. "Contemporary history," Arendt wrote, "has created a new kind of human being—the kind that are put in concentration camps by their foes and internment camps by their friends."22