Human beings are the only ones in nature who are aware that they will die. For that reason and only for that reason, I have a profound respect for the human race, and I believe that its future is going to be much better than its present. Even knowing...
Seen from that future time, when every commodity the human mind could imagine would flow from the industrial horn of plenty in dizzy abundance, this would seem a scanty, shoddy, cramped moment indeed, choked with shadows, redeemed only by what it cau...
Humanity is a huge aggregate lie, and a huge lie is less than a small truth. Humanity is less, far less than the individual because the individual may sometimes be capable of truth, and humanity is a tree of lies. And they say that love is greatest t...
The pattern glitters with cruelty. The blue beads are colored with fish blood, the reds with powdered heart. The beads collect in borders of mercy. The yellows are dyed with the ocher of silence. There is no telling which twin will fall asleep first,...
There is often talk of human rights, but it is also necessary to talk of the rights of humanity. Why should some people walk barefoot, so that others can travel in luxurious cars? Why should some live for thirty-five years, so that others can live fo...
I feel like, God expects me to be human. I feel like, God likes me just the way I am: broken and empty and bruised. I feel like, God doesn't look at me and wish that I were something else, because He likes me just this way. I feel like, God doesn't w...
My soul, if thou wouldst be enlarged into human sympathy, thou must be narrowed into limits of human suffering. Joseph's dungeon is the road to Joseph's throne. Thou canst not lift the iron load of thy brother if the iron hath not entered into thee. ...
At the conclusion of all our studies we must try once again to experience the human soul as soul, and not just as a buzz of bioelectricity; the human will as will, and not just a surge of hormones; the human heart not as a fibrous, sticky pump, but a...
America is the spirit of human exploration distilled.
She blushed and so did he. She greeted him in a faltering voice, and he spoke to her without knowing what he was saying.
despair all ye mortals,” he said in a voice of doom. “the mama approacheth
What are you doing?” Her voice shook. “Whatever I want, sweetheart.
it was enough just to free the words so that the voices in her head were stilled.
Children's voices - even those who couldn't carry the tune - are always appealing.
Come over here and taste me,” he says, his voice little but a seductive whisper.
Ruthlessness is the most practical of emotions, Reen's voice whispered. She ignored it.
She felt that her speech was voicing the incoherency her thoughts, and stopped abruptly.
The voices of cold reason were talking, as usual, to deaf ears.
Being the youngest, I was a bit of a daddy's girl and sought attention from an early age by singing. I don't know where I got my voice, but ours was always a musical house.
It's always flattering when somebody you really respect and like wants you to be involved in their project - let alone writes a part with your voice in mind.
I think that when you follow Christ, one of the things that happens when you start listening to His voice is that you really are alone.
