Human - Humanity Quotes

Right now everyone in the world seems to think that they are codependent and that they come from dysfunctional families – I call it the human condition.

We owe it to ourselves as respectable human beings, as thinking human beings, to do what we can to make humanity more rational… Humanists recognize that it is only when people feel free to think for themselves, using reason as their guide, that they are best capable of developing values that succeed in satisfying human […]

The idea that defines all humanism is that the world is not a given world, foreign to man, one to which he has to force himself to yield from without. It is the world willed by man, insofar as his will expresses his genuine reality.

Happy day, when, all appetites controlled, all passions subdued, all matters subjected, mind, all conquering mind, shall live and move the monarch of the world. Glorious consummation! Hail fall of Fury! Reign of Reason, all hail! Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods […]

Humanity has the stars in its future, and that future is too important to be lost under the burden of juvenile folly and ignorant superstition.

Human beings do not do all evil of which they are capable.

I have, in common with yourself, a desire to leave the world a little more human than if I had not lived; for a true humanity is, I believe, our nearest appraoch to Divinity, while we work out our atmospheric apprenticeships on the surface of this second-class planet.

Now you can’t say about loving your neighbor that you have no talent for it. It’s required of everyone. No, it isn’t harder for one than another. It only looks harder to the individual who is confronted with his own problems and can’t see someone else’s. Of course, the human race as a whole is […]

Humans can learn to like anything, that’s why we are such a successful species. You can drop humans anywhere and they’ll thrive – only the rat does as well.

Gentlemen, between two servants of Humanity, who appeared eighteen hundred years apart, there is a mysterious relation. Let us say it with a sentiment of profound respect. Jesus wept; Voltaire smiled.