Quotes About Human

Even if the good old days never existed, the fact that we can conceive of such a world is, in fact, an affirmation of the human spirit. That the imagination of man is capable of creating the myth of a more open, more generous time is not a sign of our folly.

On the one hand, for each of us, sin is the claim to the right to myself, and so to my way of seeing things, which—far more than class, gender, race and generation—is the ultimate source of human relativity. On the other hand, sin is the deliberate repudiation of God and the truth of his way of seeing things. If my way of seeing things is decisive, anyone who differs from me is wrong by definition—including God. No

This strategy proceeds by making people aware of their human longings and desires, and what these passions point to. These are longings and desires that are innate and buried in their lives. In particular, the strategy draws their attention to what have been called the "signals of transcendence" that are embedded in their normal, daily experience.

As Pascal observed, when God addresses our human hearts, there is always enough light for those who desire to see, yet enough obscurity for those who do not wish to see. What makes the difference is the heart.

Time and history have meaning. Under the twin truths of God's sovereignty and human significance, time and history are going somewhere, and each us is not only unique and significant in ourselves, but we have a unique and significant part to play in our own lives, in our own generation, and therefore in the overall sweep of history.

God is the ultimate source of all power. All human power is therefore derived, limited, unstable and transient.

Mine has been a life of much shame. I can't even guess myself what it must be to live the life of a human being.

Logic, inevitably, is the love of logic. It is not the love for living human beings.

Learning is a another name of vanity, It is the effort of human beings not to be human beings.

I find it difficult to understand the kind of human being who lives, or who is sure he can live, purely, happily, serenely while engaged in deceit.

It's a faculty absolutely unique to man—having secrets.

Somehow it is not the smile of a human being: it utterly lacks substance, all of what we might call the "heaviness of blood" or perhaps the "solidity of human life"—it has not even a bird's weight. It is merely a blank sheet of paper, light as a feather, and it is smiling.

It is only too obvious that favoritism inevitably exists: it would have been useless to complain to human beings. So I said nothing of the truth.

I see in the face of the human being raging at me a wild animal in its true colors, one more horrible than any lion, crocodile or dragon.

To appeal for help to any human being—I could expect nothing from that expedient.

Learning is another name for vanity. It is the effort of human beings not to be human beings.

There are some whose dread of human beings is so morbid that they reach a point where they yearn to see with their own eyes monsters of ever more horrible shapes.

Far from it, I felt convinced that their reprimands were without doubt voices of human truth speaking to me from eternities past; I was obsessed with the idea that since I lacked the strength to act in accordance with this truth, I might already have been disqualified from living among human beings.

I am convinced that human life is filled with many pure, happy, serene examples of insincerity, truly splendid of their kind.

People also talk of a criminal consciousness All my life in this world of human beings I have been tortured by such a consciousness, but it has been my faithful companion, like a wife in poverty, and together, just the two of us, we have indulged in our forlorn pleasures.

Ainda que de formas diferentes, nós dois éramos pessoas perdidas e absolutamente isoladas das atividades humanas. A diferença básica entre nós é que ele agia sem consciência de sua farsa e, sobretudo, sem perceber quanto havia de trágico em sua farsa.

I find it difficult to understand the kind of human being who lives, or who is sure he can live, purely, happily, serenely while engaged in deceit. Human beings never did teach me that abstruse secret.

This was the first time in my life that I had become aware of the existence of the wall of despair built of all the many things in the world before which human strength is helpless.

The older and wiser heads of the world have always described revolution and love to us as the two most foolish loathsome of human activities.