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We cannot despair of humanity, since we ourselves are human beings.
We cannot despair of humanity, since we ourselves are human beings.
I am a man; nothing human is alien to me.
I am a man; nothing human is alien to me.
Man is at the bottom an animal, midway, a citizen, and at the top, divine. But the climate of this read more
Man is at the bottom an animal, midway, a citizen, and at the top, divine. But the climate of this world is such that few ripen at the top.
Limited in his nature, infinite in his desires. Man is a fallen god who remembers heaven.
Limited in his nature, infinite in his desires. Man is a fallen god who remembers heaven.
Could anything be absurder than a man? The animal who knows everything about himself--except why he was born and the read more
Could anything be absurder than a man? The animal who knows everything about himself--except why he was born and the meaning of his unique existence.
We have believed--and we do believe now--that freedom is indivisible, that peace is indivisible, that economic prosperity is indivisible.
We have believed--and we do believe now--that freedom is indivisible, that peace is indivisible, that economic prosperity is indivisible.
W'en you see a man in woe,
Walk right up and say "hullo."
Say "hullo" and "how read more
W'en you see a man in woe,
Walk right up and say "hullo."
Say "hullo" and "how d'ye do,"
"How's the world a-usin' you?"
. . . .
W'en you travel through the strange
Country t'other side the range,
Then the souls you've cheered will know
Who you be, an' say "hullo."
For He, who gave this vast machine to roll,
Breathed Life in then, in us a Reasoning Soul;
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For He, who gave this vast machine to roll,
Breathed Life in then, in us a Reasoning Soul;
That kindred feelings might our state improve,
And mutual wants conduct to mutual love.
If each man or woman could understand that every other human life is as full of sorrows, or joys, or read more
If each man or woman could understand that every other human life is as full of sorrows, or joys, or base temptations, of heartaches and of remorse as his own . . . how much kinder, how much gentler he would be.