Human Quotes
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Technology changes all the time; human nature hardly ever.
Evgeny Morozov
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If it is the love of that which your work represents – if, being a landscape painter, it is love of hills and trees that moves you – if, being a figure painter, it is love of human beauty, and human soul that moves you – if, being a flower or animal painter, it is love, and wonder, and delight in petal and in limb that move you, then the Spirit is upon you, and the earth is yours, and the fullness thereof.
John Ruskin
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Nature is reminding us that it used to exist without human beings.
Mikhail Gorbachev
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The more information you have, the more human our heroes become and consequently the less mysterious and godlike. They need to be godlike.Nick
Nick Cave
The Birthday Party
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With each new day in Africa, a gazelle wakes up knowing he must outrun the fastest lion or perish. At the same time, a lion stirs and stretches, knowing he must outrun the fastest gazelle or starve. It's no different for the human race. Whether you consider yourself a gazelle or a lion, you have to run faster than others to survive.
Mohammed bin Rashid Al Maktoum
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To feel envy is human, to savour schadenfreude is devilish.
Arthur Schopenhauer
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I watched 'Hey Hey' religiously every Saturday night like every other single human that I knew.
Rebecca Breeds
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Providence The will of God acting together with human will. But he respects our will absolutely. He does not force. Love never forces. It only invites. ... There is a war between good and
Michael O'Brien
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Economists use the word consume to mean "utilize economic goods," but the Shorter Oxford Dictionary's definition is more appropriate to ecologists: "To make away with or destroy; to waste or to squander; to use up." The economies that cater to the global consumer society are responsible for the lion's share of the damage that humans have inflicted on common global resources.
Alan Thein Durning
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Today's Gypsies, who have lived in Prague for only two generations, light a ritual fire wherever they work, a nomads' fire crackling only for the joy of it, a blaze of roughhewn wood like a child's laugh, a symbol of the eternity that preceded human thought, a free fire, a gift from heaven, a living sign of the elements unnoticed by the world-weary pedestrian, a fire in the ditches of Prague warming the wanderer's eye and soul.
Bohumil Hrabal