Ever more people today have the means to live, but no meaning to live for.
In spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart.
Private passions tire and exhaust themselves, public ones never.
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.
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.
If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.
Humanism was not wrong in thinking that truth, beauty, liberty, and equality are of infinite value, but in thinking that man can get them for himself without grace.
After your death you will be what you were before your birth.
It was to carry the American democratic journey beyond these failings that Black citizens and civil rights workers risked unemployment, violence and death.
Not only will we have to repent for the sins of bad people; but we also will have to repent for the appalling silence of good people.
Everything can be taken from a man or a woman but one thing: the last of human freedoms to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one's own way.
Example is not the main thing in influencing others. It is the only thing.
I measure the progress of a community by the degree of progress which women have achieved.
We may have different religions, different languages, different colored skin, but we all belong to one human race.
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?
The great gift of human beings is that we have the power of empathy, we can all sense a mysterious connection to each other.
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.
The greatest sweetener of human life is Friendship. To raise this to the highest pitch of enjoyment, is a secret which but few discover.
No mortal can keep a secret. If the lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore.
It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.
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.