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In school we learn that mistakes are bad, and we are punished for making them. Yet, if you look at the way humans are designed to learn, we learn by making mistakes. We learn to walk by falling down. If we never fell down, we would never walk.
Love is forever. If it wasn't, it wouldn't be love. The world is beautiful. If it wasn't, it wouldn't be the world.
Life is to be lived, not controlled; and humanity is won by continuing to play in face of certain defeat.
It seems to me now that the plain state of being human is dramatic enough for anyone; you don't need to be a heroin addict or a performance poet to experience extremity. You just have to love someone.
If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.
Prayer is not asking. It is a longing of the soul. It is daily admission of one's weakness. It is better in prayer to have a heart without words than words without a heart.
It is unwise to be too sure of one's own wisdom. It is healthy to be reminded that the strongest might weaken and the wisest might err.
To love another human in all of her splendor and imperfect perfection , it is a magnificent task...tremendous and foolish and human.
We can know only that we know nothing. And that is the highest degree of human wisdom.
To gaze into another persons face is to do two things: to recognise their humanity and to assert your own.
A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic.
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.
People say I make strange choices, but they’re not strange for me. My sickness is that I’m fascinated by human behavior, by what’s underneath the surface, by the worlds inside people.
Muscles aching to work, minds aching to create - this is man.
Friends are the family you choose.
The mistake ninety-nine percent of humanity made, as far as Fats could see, was being ashamed of what they were; lying about it, trying to be somebody else.
Doing nothing for others is the undoing of ourselves.
The essence of being human is that one does not seek perfection.