Quotes About People

The world order was changing and what was truly new, here and there… was that the people in power were self-servers who'd no idea about and felt no responsibility towards history.

If death be the last thing I do, why, I pray the gods and heroes of my people that I try to do it as well as I have done more pleasant things.

Why, workin' people are the grandest folks in the whole wide world. They set the steamships on the ocean and the lighthouse on the land, they give us our breakfast coffee and a roof over our heads at night.

I feel so saturated with Maine, but am so separate from its people.

Never underestimate the meanness in people's souls... Even when they're being kind... especially when they're being kind.

Life would be grand if it weren't for the people.

I don't like other people's fake sentimentality; I don't like their politics, or their religion. It smothers me.

Paris guards her inner beauty from the casual observer. To find it one must look beyond the façades. It is true of people also, I think: their spirits exist behind their façades, beyond their words.

To me, the black black woman is our essential mother, the blacker she is the more us she is and to see the hatred that is turned on her is enough to make me despair, almost entirely, of our future as a people.

The gift of loneliness is sometimes a radical vision of society or one's people that has not previously been taken into account.

The infinite faith I have in people's ability to understand anything that makes sense has always been justified, finally, by their behavior.

I feel a little bitter that most non-disabled people do not have this dilemma of whether they will exchange their privacy to be seen as human. I am also aware that I am not alone in this experience, and that many marginalized people are put in the position of having to prove their humanity every day.

From John's perspective, the true value of people seeing him was that people would then be positioned to see through him and gaze at Jesus. By

Those who replace love in people's life with bread, are deceitful, and call their deceit "pious".

Her brother had not yet learned that, in the end, nothing ever stayed the same. Least of all people.

The first thing I noticed was the gun in his hands, and it wasn't the sort of gun a beginner carries around with him. A big dull black German Mauser 7.63. One of those economical guns; the bullet goes clear through three people at once.

The humanities are like the great old Paris Flea Market where, amidst masses of junk, people with a good eye found cast away treasures...They are like a refugee camp where all the geniuses driven out of their jobs and countries by unfriendly regimes are idling.

Repugnance at the power of the people, at the fact that the popular taste should rule in all arenas of life, is very rare in a modern democracy. One of the intellectual charms of Marxism is that it explains the injustice or philistinism of the people in such a way as to exculpate the people, who are said to be manipulated by corrupt elites.

that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth. …

No one needs a reason to hurt people, it happens all the time.

It was loud. It was crowded. I hate crowds. I had to make small talk with a bunch of people I don't know, and I'm terrible at that. And some guy I'd just met wanted to do perverted things to me with noodles." - Adrian Broussard, page 15

It's what she does, Ms. Morgan.' Mr. Solomon's eyes found mine, but there was a change in him somehow. 'Running,' he added. 'Of course, technically, her pattern is to do something to get kicked out, but that's not an option now, so she's taken matters into her own hands. Do you know what I'm saying, Ms. Morgan?' But sadly, I didn't. 'Sometimes people run...to see if you'll come after them.

Not all people with scars are evil.

We're gonna need people," Kat said as Marcus opened the big double doors. "People we can trust," she added. Hale nodded and walked her down the ornate hall, pausing before a pair of sliding doors. He pushed them aside, revealing a two-story library, a warm fire, and the familiar faces of the Bagshaw brothers, Simon, and Gabrielle. "You mean, like them?