A person's a person, no matter how small.
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
Of mankind we may say in general they are fickle, hypocritical, and greedy of gain.
There seems to be some perverse human characteristic that likes to make easy things difficult.
Everyone has his own specific vocation or mission in life; everyone must carry out a concrete assignment that demands fulfillment. Therein he cannot be replaced, nor can his life be repeated, thus, everyone's task is unique as his specific opportunity to implement it.
Anyone who says he can see through women is missing a lot.
The highest forms of understanding we can achieve are laughter and human compassion.
To understand how any society functions you must understand the relationship between the men and the women.
We are just an advanced breed of monkeys on a minor planet of a very average star. But we can understand the Universe. That makes us something very special.
In the same vein as these events, National Minority Health Month also serves as a reminder of how much work needs to be done to eliminate health and healthcare inequities.
When people are protecting something truly special to them, they truly can become...as strong as they can be.
Men are anxious to improve their circumstances, but are unwilling to improve themselves; they therefore remain bound.
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.
What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity. These are but trifles, to be sure; but scattered along life's pathway, the good they do is inconceivable.
Humans are not proud of their ancestors, and rarely invite them round to dinner.
It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.
Each man is questioned by life; and he can only answer to life by answering for his own life; to life he can only respond by being responsible.
Great men are like eagles, and build their nest on some lofty solitude.
Everywhere man blames nature and fate yet his fate is mostly but the echo of his character and passion, his mistakes and his weaknesses.
He that wrestles with us strengthens our nerves and sharpens our skill. Our antagonist is our helper.
In many people it is already an impertinence to say 'I'.