Though I love my country, I do not love my countrymen.
In spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart.
A person's a person, no matter how small.
If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.
It is a waste of energy to be angry with a man who behaves badly, just as it is to be angry with a car that won't go.
If money help a man to do good to others, it is of some value; but if not, it is simply a mass of evil, and the sooner it is got rid of, the better.
We need more light about each other. Light creates understanding, understanding creates love, love creates patience, and patience creates unity.
Sometimes our light goes out, but is blown again into instant flame by an encounter with another human being.
Treat people as if they were what they ought to be, and you help them to become what they are capable of being.
He that wrestles with us strengthens our nerves and sharpens our skill. Our antagonist is our helper.
I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way (s)he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
A musician must make music, an artist must paint, a poet must write, if he is to be ultimately at peace with himself. What a man can be, he must be
How can you thank a man for giving you what's already yours? How then can you thank him for giving you only part of what is yours?
After your death you will be what you were before your birth.
Some people seem to fade away but then when they are truly gone, it's like they didn't fade away at all.
People demand freedom of speech as a compensation for the freedom of thought which they seldom use.
People are more difficult to work with than machines. And when you break a person, he can't be fixed.
The capacity to suffer varies more than anything that I have observed in human nature.
A desire to be observed, considered, esteemed, praised, beloved, and admired by his fellows is one of the earliest as well as the keenest dispositions discovered in the heart of man.
A question that sometimes drives me hazy: Am I, or the others, crazy?
A human being is a deciding being.