Quotes About People

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Aubrey didn't know what to think of this. People came here for books. Or, in Ben's case, to drive her crazy.

Smiling always seems to annoy people more than actually insulting them. Or maybe I just have an annoying smile.

Regardless of what I think about Islam or Wicca or any other religion, the fact is that it's a group of people. Every faith has its ceremonies. And since it's made up of people, every faith also has its assholes.

The human mind isn't a terribly logical or consistent place. Most people, given the choice to face a hideous or terrifying truth or to conveniently avoid it, choose the convenience and peace of normality. That doesn't make them strong or weak people, or good or bad people. It just makes them people.

I don't have anything against God. Far from it. But I don't understand Him. And I don't trust a lot of the people that go around claiming that they're working in His best interests. Faeries and vampires and whatnot -- those I can fathom. Even demons. Sometimes, even the Fallen. I can understand why they do what they do. But I don't understand God. I don't understand how he could see the way people treat one another, and not chalk up the whole human race as a bad idea

Magic came from life itself, from the interaction of nature and the elements, from the energy of all living beings, and especially of people. A man's magic demonstrates what sort of person he is, what is held most deeply inside of him. There is no truer gauge of a man's character than the way in which he employs his strength, his power.

Dismembering monsters with a chain saw is one thing. People are another." "Yeah. People are easier." "Bob," I growled. "They're people.

Kord sees power as something to satisfy his desires, instead of a tool to protect and serve the people beholden to him. It's a stupid attitude, and it will eventually get him killed—but until then it makes him dangerous.

Time, time," Toot complained. "Is that all you mortals can ever think about? Everyone's complaining about time! The whole city rushes left and right screaming about being late and honking horns! You people used to have it right, you know.

I tried to take that as a life lesson: never underestimate the little people.

Magic comes from life, from the energy of our world and from people, from their emotions and their will. That's what I had always been taught.

Strategy and tactics, discipline and protocol are necessary, but they're just the beginning. You have to know people, Byron. How they think, what motivates them. Watch. Learn.

Magic came from life itself, from the interaction of nature and the elements, from the energy of all living beings, and especially of people.

Regardless of what I think about Islam or Wicca or any other religion, the fact is that it's a group of people. Every faith has its ceremonies. And since it's made up of people, every faith also has its assholes.

Every faith has its ceremonies. And since it's made up of people, every faith also has its assholes.

Wizardry is awfully intriguing and useful, but it doesn't necessarily teach you very much about other people. It's better at teaching you about yourself.

The investigating business, though, is all about people. It's all about talking to them, asking questions, and listening to them lie.

by breakthrough, broken into three broad stages: disciplined people, disciplined thought, and disciplined

God's love and mercy are for all people.

I offer images-I conjure memories of freedom that can still be reached-like the Doors, right? But we can only open the doors-we can't drag people through.

It's so eternal. As long as there are people, they can remember words and combinations of words. Nothing else can survive a holocaust, but poetry and songs.

I used to see the universe as a mammoth snake, and all the people and objects, landscapes, as little pictures in the facets of their scales. I think peristaltic motion is the basic life movement.

Although your world wonders me, with your majestic and superior cackling hen Your people I do not understand, so to you I shall put an end And you'll never hear surf music again