Humanity lived many years and ruled the earth, sometimes wisely, sometimes well, but mostly neither.
You will never be fully resigned to the will of God if you are troubled by human opinion of you, or if you make for yourself a little idol of what people say.
Islaam is the Name of the Universe. Christ is the Soul, and Abraham, the Foundation — The Rainbow At Midnight
Somewhere along the way of my illustrious high school career I traded my humanity for a prison of popularity.
The fastest that human spacecraft are likely to achieve in the twenty-first century, I think, is 300 kilometres per second.
English is capable of defining sentiments that the human nervous system is quite incapable of experiencing.
For the human memory is short, and even when we write it in stone we quickly forget and the stones crumble and even those stones then forget.
For I'll keep my humanity, though I did not keep my promises. ... and Love shall not be wrested from my veins.
We humans are different--our brains are built not to fix memories in stone but rather to transform them. Our recollections change in their retelling.
No matter what happens, you will always be Pack. Because you have that loyalty and restraint. Not human, not whatever, but Kate. Unique and different, but not separate.
Heaven doesn't only teach humans about virtue and divinity. It also shows us about politics and corruption; and that's a fact.
Everything seemed so unreal—so supernatural—and I had to remind myself that is was. We weren’t human. We never were. (Jessica)
If-Then" is a structured logic of humans' thought, who have memories and imagination in their mind. If both don't exist, Then this quote has never even been written.
You destroyed five million dollars' worth of luxury cars." "Yes, but none of them are wearing human heads as hood ornaments.
We angels are misconceived in the human world. People perceive us as kindly and bountiful; when, in truth, we are about as fluffy, as gentle, as yielding, as rattlesnakes.
The field of financial innovation, without rules that tie it to human productive output will be the cause of the next revolution.
Sometimes I think I like dogs more than I like humans. The only time a dog has ever betrayed me... was by dying.
I promise nothing complete; because any human thing supposed to be complete, must not for that very reason infallibly be faulty.
My upstairs brain and my downstairs brain engaged in a game of risk and it was downstairs’ turn to roll the dice.
He could only consider me as the living corpse of a would-be suicide, a person dead to shame, an idiot ghost.
I had reclusive tendencies for a reason, I couldn’t be trusted to live in the world and make decisions on my own.
