The bottom line is that the human body is complex and subtle, and oversimplifying - as common sense sometimes impels us to do - can be hazardous to your health.
The right to protect the health and well-being of every person, of those we love, is a basic human right.
It is certainly important to be looking for cures to medical disorders, but it is equally important to conduct research on human health and well-being.
In the true sense one's native land, with its background of tradition, early impressions, reminiscences and other things dear to one, is not enough to make sensitive human beings feel at home.
I'm sorry, I'm absolutely convinced that there is at the moment no realistic prospect for very much hope in human affairs.
The worst enemy of human hope is not brute facts, but men of brains who will not face them.
We've got to rebuild human hearts - and persuade people that hope isn't just possible, but essential.
I wanted to understand pain and the human condition, which is full of pain and regret and sadness - and some happiness, if you're lucky.
The free market economy is supposed to be the only path leading to the happiness of humanity by promoting wealth and prosperity, power and influence of nations.
Providence conceals itself in the details of human affairs, but becomes unveiled in the generalities of history.
We criticize, copy, patronize, idolize and insult but we never doubt that the U.S. has a unique position in the history of human hopes.
The invention of the printing press was one of the most important events in human history.
If humanity is being swallowed by a modern primitivism, imagination might be the thing that saves us all.
The world changes materially. Science makes advances in technology and understanding. But the world of humanity doesn't change.
There is no degree of human suffering which in and of itself is going to bring about change. Only organisation can change things.
Stories hold conflict and contrast, highs and lows, life and death, and the human struggle and all kinds of things.
Watching a peaceful death of a human being reminds us of a falling star; one of a million lights in a vast sky that flares up for a brief moment only to disappear into the endless night forever.
If Christ can die in a barn, I think the death of a human in a van is not so bad.
Movies like that aren't about the visual effects and explosions. They're human stories about family, about life, about death.
For me, unemployment and poverty in the Greater Montreal area is not mainly a problem of structure, or design, or statistics. It is a profoundly human situation.
Ultimately we may still ask, why can't humans design a perfect society?
