Quotes About People

The dangers merged into one. Powder and smoke and the gusty flames. The damaged people. Like the rest of the men in the unit, Hans would need to perfect the act of forgetting.

sometimes I think that maybe we're not really people at all. Maybe moments are what we are. Moments of weakness, of strength. Moments of rescue, of everything.

White light lowered itself into a boxing ring and a crowd stood and murmured--that magical sound of many people talking all at once. How could every person there have so much to say at the same time?

The town itself was a hard, distant storyland; you could see it from afar. There was all the straw-like landscape, and marathons of sky. Around it, a wilderness of low scrub and gum trees stood close by, and it was true, it was so damn true: the people sloped and slouched.

So many people chased after me in that time, calling my name, asking me to take them with me. Then there was the small percentage who called me casually over and whispered with their tightend voices.

At that moment, Liesel was amazed by the width of the doorway. There was so much space. Why did people need so much space to get through the door? Had Rudy been there, he'd have called her an idiot—it was to get all their stuff inside.

Non è questo posto, penso. Sono le persone. Saremmo stati gli stessi anche altrove. Ovunque.

Ensin värit. Sitten ihmiset. Sillä tavoin minä yleenä asiat näen. Tai ainakin yritän.

As usual, I collected humans. I was tired. And the year wasn't even halfway over yet.

He invited his people toward his own glorious heart, beckoning them with his finest, ugliest words, handpicked from his forests. And the people came. They were all placed on a conveyor belt and run through a rampant machine that gave them a lifetime in ten minutes. Words were fed into them. Time disappeared and they now Knew everything they needed to know. They were hypnotized.

Bazen insanlar çok güzel oluyordu. GörünüÅŸleriyle deÄŸil. Söyledikleriyle de deÄŸil. Sadece varl?klar?yla.

I am in all truthfulness attempting to be cheerful about this whole topic, though most people find themselves hindered in believing me, no matter my protestations.

The crowd did what crowds do. As I made my way through, each person stood and played with the quietness of it. It was a small concoction of disjointed hand movements, muffled sentences, and mute, self-conscious turns

You know, it actually makes me wonder if anyone ever lost an eye or injured a hand or wrist with all of that. You'd only need to be facing the wrong way at the wrong time or stand marginally too close to another person. Perhaps people did get injured. Personally, I can only tell you that no one died from it, or at least, not physically. There was, of course, the matter of forty million people I picked up by the time the whole thing was finished, but that's getting all metaphoric.

MówiÄ…, ?e sÄ… na Å›wiecie niezliczeni Å›wiÄ™ci, którzy nie majÄ… nic wspólnego z koÅ›cioÅ'em i niemal nie zdajÄ… sobie sprawy z istnienia Boga. Ale podobno Bóg chodzi wÅ›ród tych ludzi bez ich wiedzy.

People stupid. The dream didn't leave, people just don't know a nightmare when they right in the middle of one.

An angry God is the projection and creation of angry people.

Understanding how people arrive at their opinions and conclusions gives insights into what people say and think — and can even help you anticipate people's behaviour and responses in advance.

The higher compulsion of the earth does not reside primary in the everyday and in deeds, but rather already in the creative force of questioning and in the world-configuring power of a people.

If you will protest courageously, and yet with dignity and Christian love, when the history books are written in future generations, the historians will have to pause and say, There lived a great people-a black people-who injected new meaning and dignity into the veins of civilization.

The ultimate tragedy is not the oppression and cruelty by the bad people but the silence over that by the good people.

A social movement that only moves people is merely a revolt. A movement that changes both people and institutions is a revolution.

History will have to record that the greatest tragedy of this period of social transition was not the strident clamor of the bad people, but the appalling silence of the good people.

More and more I feel that the people of ill will have used time much more effectively than have the people of good will. We will have to repent in this generation not merely for the hateful words and actions of the bad people but for the appalling silence of the good people.