Quotes About Man

Glorious is the Voice of Man, and sweet is the music of the harp.

In dignity and harmony, in rich beauty rose their voices now employed in noble purpose. Glorious is the Voice of Man, and sweet is the music of the harp.

It is strange how you shall hate a man, and yet pity him from the depths.

O, Voice of Man, organ of most lovely might.

I saw what he was afraid of doing and I had sympathy, for however hard we fought, we must be beaten by empty bellies. The rights of man are poor things beside the eyes of hungry children. Their hurts are keener than the soreness of injustice.

The man is mollified. The systematic juices leave off bubbling, the fires sink, the coals are scattered. But the anger is still there, apart. Energy is never lost; a primal law. -Mad House

All this time I have been telling myself that the skills I have to offer continue to be of value. Now I wonder if this is so. It may be that the day of the so-called "gunfighter" is on the wane. That soon it will be little more than the memory of a brief period in time when masters of the handgun ruled the frontier. A living dead man. That is what I have been for some time now.

I was too young to know how much a dangerous man interests a good woman.

The man rolls over onto his back, face-to-face with the morning sky. The messages swarm him. Even here, homeless, he thinks: Nothing will be the same. The spruces answer: Nothing has ever been the same. We're all doomed, the man thinks. We have always all been doomed. But things are different this time. Yes. You're here.

The question stops the man, as simple ones sometimes do. He stands lost in the universe's weeds, hunched a little from the stronger gravity of the world he visits.

But the senses never have much chance, against the power of doctrine. "Well," the man on the ground says, "I'm sticking it to the old bastard now!

The question stops the man, as simple ones sometimes do. He stands lost in the universe's weeds, hunched a little from the stronger gravity of the world he visits. "Someday, it may hold all the plans we have.

There are those about us who say that such research should be stopped by law, alleging that man's destructive powers are already large enough. [...] There is no doubt that sub-atomic energy is available all around us, and that one day man will release and control its almost infinite power. We cannot prevent him from doing so and can only hope that he will not use it exclusively in blowing up his next door neighbour (Aston in 1936)

They decided to try to increase its flow and hired a local man, Jacob D. Angier, to do the work. On 4 July 1853, the sawmill owners signed a lease with Angier, the first oil lease known to have been executed in the United States.

One day the religion of Christ will take another step forward on earth. It will embrace the whole man [sic], all of him, not just half as it does now in embracing only the soul. —Nikos Kazantzakis, Report to Greco

God was consistent in working through one man to reveal himself everywhere, as well as through the other parts of His creation, so that nothing was left devoid of his Divinity and his self-knowledge…so that 'the whole universe was filled with the knowledge of the Lord as the waters fill the sea.

Like many men addicted to sports, Clive Sr. was also a religious man and one who'd been raised to accept life's mysteries—the Blessed Trinity, for one instance, a woman's reasoning, for another.

What is great in man is that he is a bridge and not a goal.… Man is something that must be overcome.

Cross felt that at the heart of all political movements the concept of the basic inequality of man was enthroned and practiced, and the skill of politicians consisted in how cleverly they hid this elementary truth and gained votes by pretending the contrary

There was a hunger for power reaching out of the senses of man and trying to say something in the symbols of action.

I couldn't miss Percy's fifteenth birthday," Poseidon said. "Why, if this were Sparta, Percy would be a man today!" That's true," Paul said. "I used to teach ancient history." Poseidon's eyes twinkled. "That's me. Ancient history.

You want to know how Egyptians pulled the brains out of mummies. or built the pyramids, or cursed King Tut's tomb? My dad's your man.

First, you start carrying a man satchel. Next thing you know, you're running around in a bathrobe and pink bunny slippers, chasing chickens with a weed whacker.

Apparently, word of the chicken man incident hadn't spread quite yet.