Quotes About Man

Happy is the man, I thought, who, before dying, has the good fortune to sail the Aegean sea.

the highest point a man can attain is not Knowledge, or Virtue, or Goodness, or Victory, but something even greater, more heroic and more despairing: Sacred Awe!

Humanity's problem lies in the misuse of the mind only. All the treasures of nature and spirit are open to man who will use his mind rightly.

Humanity's problem lies in this misuse of the mind only. All the treasures of nature and spirit are open to man who will use his mind rightly.

A.E. Matthews ambled through This Was a Man like a charming retriever who has buried a bone and can't quite remember where.

God knows, for all the power of this office, the President is rarely nothing more than a public relations man trying to talk people into doing things they ought to do

To live effectively is to live with adequate information. Thus, communication and control belong to the essence of man's inner life, even as they belong to his life in society.

Man's survival, from the time of Adam and Eve until the invention of agriculture, must have been precarious because of his inability to ensure his food supply.

Respect for the fragility and importance of an individual life is still the mark of an educated man.

The tragedy of life is in what dies inside a man while he lives -- the death of genuine feeling, the death of inspired response, the awareness that makes it possible to feel the pain or the glory of other men in yourself.

What is all wisdom save a collection of platitudes? But the man who orders his life according to their teachings cannot go far wrong.

For all my wanderings, I'm ordinary. I came to terms long ago with my littleness. A man is what he is--he can't rise so much as an inch above his shortcomings--Horatio Alger be damned!

But it has, in addition, an even more precious quality - a consciousness of the human intelligence, the human spirit and that man is a social creature.

There never was an overseer on the whole plantation. The oldest colored man always looked after the niggers. We niggers lived better than the niggers on the other plantations.

and they starts biddin' on me. And when they cried off and this Mr. Crosby come up to get me, I just pulled out my papers and helt 'em up high and when he sees 'em he say, "Let me see them." But I says, "You just look at it up here." He squints up and say, "This gal am free and has papers." And tells me he a legislature man and takes me and lets me stay with his slaves. He is a good man.

There is but one temple in the universe and that is the body of man.

The most notable thing about Time is that it is so purely relative. A large amount of reminiscence is, by common consent, conceded to the drowning man; and it is not past belief that one may review an entire courtship while removing one's gloves.

If man will acknowledge fully the lordship of the Creator by obeying his word purely for the sake of obedience, he shall experience the consummate blessing of the covenant.

For wine is the color of blood and the texture of tears, and you can drink it to warm your belly and piss it out to get rid of it. And forget the whole damned mess that is too much for any man to face.

Our) thoughts feelings, and loves are a whirlwind. Everywhere life is rushing insanely like a cavalry charge. . . . Everything around a man jumps, dances, gallops in a movement out of phase with his own.

Healer that she was, creator of medicines and poisons, binder of broken bones, comforter, could she take the remnants here and build them into a man again? Doro looked at people, healthy or ill, and wondered what kind of young they could produce. Anyanwu looked at the sick—especially those with problems she had not seen before—and wondered whether she could defeat their disease.

I don't see what's so funny about a man combing his beard," he muttered, and put way his comb.

Lilith?" The usual, quiet, androgynous voice. She drew a deep, weary breath. "What?" she asked. But as she spoke, she realized the voice had not come from above as it always had before. She sat up quickly and looked around. In one corner she found the shadowy figure of a man, thin and long-haired.

Man, even man debased by the neocapitalism and pseudosocialism of our time, is a marvelous being because he sometimes speaks. Language is the mark, the sign, not of his fall but of his original innocence. Through the Word we may regain the lost kingdom and recover powers we possessed in the far-distant past.