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An inadvertent step may crush the snail
That crawls at evening in the public path.
But he read more
An inadvertent step may crush the snail
That crawls at evening in the public path.
But he that has humanity, forewarned,
Will turn aside and let the reptile live.
I am a man; nothing human is alien to me.
I am a man; nothing human is alien to me.
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."
Every man is more than just himself; he also represents the unique, the very special and always significant and remarkable read more
Every man is more than just himself; he also represents the unique, the very special and always significant and remarkable point at which the world's phenomena intersect, only once in this way, and never again.
The natural man has only two primal passions: to get and beget.
The natural man has only two primal passions: to get and beget.
The only way to comprehend what mathematicians mean by Infinity is to contemplate the extent of human stupidity.
The only way to comprehend what mathematicians mean by Infinity is to contemplate the extent of human stupidity.
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.
Humans can learn to like anything, that's why we are such a successful species. You can drop humans anywhere and read more
Humans can learn to like anything, that's why we are such a successful species. You can drop humans anywhere and they'll thrive--only the rat does as well.
But hearing oftentimes
The still, sad music of humanity.
But hearing oftentimes
The still, sad music of humanity.
