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Susannah found herself remembering the time she had asked her father, a quiet but deeply cynical man, if he believed there was a God in heaven who guided the course of human events. Well, he had said, I think it's sort of half'n half, Odetta. I'm sure there's a God but I don't think He has much if anything to do with us these days; I believe that after we killed His son, He finally got it through His head that there wasn't nothing to be done with the sons of Adam or the daughters of Eve, and he washed His hands of us. Wise fella.

Sustainability is no longer about doing less harm to our environment. It's about doing more good towards our Planet Earth, Humanity, and future generations (Andres Vicente Durandeau Lalanne, Founder of the Ubuntu Group Ltd.)

Survival of the fittest" in the commonly used animal sense is not a theory or principle for a "time-binding" being. This theory is only for the physical bodies of animals; its effect upon humanity is sinister and degrading. We see the principle at work all about us in criminal exploitation and profiteering. As a matter of fact, the ages-long application of this animal principle to human affairs has degraded the whole human morale in an inconceivably far-reaching way. Personal greed and selfishness are brazenly owned as principles of conduct. We shrug our shoulders in acquiescence and proclaim greed and selfishness to be the very core of human nature, take it all for granted, and let it pass at that. We have gone so far in our degradation that the prophet of capitalistic principles, Adam Smith, in his famous Wealth of Nations, arrives at the laws of wealth, not from the phenomena of wealth nor from statistical statements, but from the phenomena of selfishness-a fact which shows how far-reaching in its dire influence upon all humanity is the theory that human beings are "animals." Of course the effect is very disastrous. The preceding chapters have shown that the theory is false; it is false, not only because of its unhappy effects, but it belies the characteristic nature of man. Human nature, this time-binding power, not only has the peculiar capacity for perpetual progress, but it has, over and above all animal propensities, certain qualities constituting it a distinctive dimension or type of life. Not only our whole collective life proves a love for higher ideals, but even our dead give us the rich heritage, material and spiritual, of all their toils. There is nothing mystical about it; to call SUCH a class a naturally selfish class is not only nonsensical but monstrous.

Systems and rules are guidelines, leadership is lifeline.

Take hold of your passing time and convert it into living your dreams. Only then can you truly fulfill the great destiny that you were called to fulfill.

Take care of others now, so they can take care of you in future.

Take lightly what you hear about individuals. We need not distort trust for our paltry little political agendas. We tend to trust soulless, carried information more than we trust soulful human beings; but really most people aren't so bad once you sit down and have an honest, one-on-one conversation with them, once, with an open heart, you listen to their explanations as to why they act the way they act, or say what they say, or do what they do.

Take hold of your passing time and convert it into living your dreams.

Take that your accidental self and build it into your ideal self.

Taken together the Internet reads like the grandest character-driven novel humanity has ever known. Not much plot though.

Take the Pyramids. Great blocks of useless masonry, put up to minister to the egoism of a despotic bloated king. Think of the sweated masses who toiled to build them and died doing it. It makes me sick to think of the suffering and torture they represent." Mrs. Allerton said cheerfully: "You’d rather have no Pyramids, no Parthenon, no beautiful tombs or temples—just the solid satisfaction of knowing that people got three meals a day and died in their beds." The young man directed his scowl in her direction. "I think human beings matter more than stones.

Takjil... bagiku ia tak hanya sebungkus penganan penunda rasa dahaga. Ada sebungkus kebersamaan di sana yang menyertainya. Takjil... bagiku ia tak hanya penganan yang diberikan secara cuma-cuma kepada orang yang sedang berpuasa. Ada Toleransi dan kerukunan hidup beragama yang juga terselib di dalamnya.

Take this short time that you have on earth and convert it into greatness.

Take time daily to reflect on how much you have. It may not be all that you want but remember someone somewhere is dreaming of what you own.

Tak perlu menjadi seorang muslim untuk membantu Suriah dan Pelestina. Cukup jadi manusia,” jawab Weigl menirukan presiden Turki yang ia dengar di berita. (Gerbong Kemanusiaan, Dunia Tanpa Huruf R)

Tanpa facebook kegalauan hanya angan2.. bahkan sampai penghujung tahun 2016 ini kegalauan orang semakin bisa diwujudkan

Teach her to question men who can have empathy for women only if they seem them as relational rather than as individual equal humans. Men who, when discussing rape, will always say something like 'if it were my daughter or wife or sister.' Yet such men do not need to imagine a male victim of crime as a brother or son in order to feel empathy.

Teach me to speak the language of men.

Technology and innovation may aid, speed, support and even prolong the human race - but only love and compassion can save it.

[Technology] has taught us how to become gods before we have learned to be men.

Technology is not the problem. We are the problem.

Terrorism is born of fundamentalism not of religion.

Ten greatest gifts; love, joy, peace, patience, long-suffering, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.

teman yang baik tidak akan pernah meninggalkan sahabatnya sekalipun mukanya mirip karpet tahlilan....

Terrorism has nothing to do with religion, Islam or otherwise. Terrorism is born of fundamentalism not of religion.

Teori plato mengungkapkan bahwa orang yang bilang twitter itu ga rame, ga asyik adalah mereka yang masih hidup di zaman megantrophus dimana yang nyatanya di twitter mereka tidak se-ngehits di facebook.. di facebook anda boleh update "oh" doang terus dapat like ratusan.. tapii di twitter? nyari teman pun syusah.. jadi jangan terlalu bangga di facebook anda ngehits ~ malah keliatan norak dan primitif.

Thank you sir for your criticism. If you knew about me what I know about me, you would have written a longer letter.

That, I decided, was what it meant to be a slave: your past didn't matter, in the present you were invisible and you had no claim on the future.

That never even occurred to me, that he had feelings.

That is one of the great secrets of life Nowadays most people die of a sort of creeping common sense, and discover when it is too late that the only things one never regrets are one's mistakes.

That is a vacation! It is the best time for you to be productive because you are not being distracted by work.

That's how you avoid becoming a moth," he says. "Stop asking others what to believe. Figure it out for yourself.

That is the truth, my boy. All we have left of our ancestors' great covenant with the Everlasting, who brought them out of nothingness, is darkness and wrath. With every day that passes, Horeb's wrath feeds on our sins. He demands justice and righteousness. He watches us, impatiently. He knows our past, but he also knows the future that awaits us. He sees that we are advancing into darkness. In his impatience, he rumbles to shake us our of our torpor. But all he obtains in return is fear, even though what he wants is a little courage and dignity!

That's my name. Not Cassie for Cassandra. Or Cassie for Cassidy. And it's not Cassie for Cassiopeia. Not anymore. I am more than her now. I am all of them, Evan and Ben and Marika and Megan and Sam. I am Dumbo and Poundcake and Teacup. I am all the ones you emptied, the ones you corrupted, the ones you discarded, the thousands you thought you killed, but who live in me. But I am more than this. I am all those they remember, the ones they loved, everyone they knew, and everyone they only heard about. How many are contained in me? Count the stars. Go on, number the grains of sand. That's me. I am humanity.

That's the trouble with good writers. Only the bad ones make you want to do the human thing and look away.

That the world should be filled with such detail, such tiny points of human frailty, threatened to crush her and she had to look away.

That you rescued few peoples lifes or somebody's life. Doesn't mean that they we return this back! They could decide to kill you..., who knows? (Person Of Interest)

That's what I fear: being subtracted from myself. Negation. Forced against my will to become a beast.

That's what makes heroes so special. You carry the hopes of humanity into the realm of the eternal.

The 3Cs of Leadership; Character; the compassionate morality to protect others rights, Charisma; an inspiring personality which gives hope, and Competency; with unquenchable thirst for knowledge

The ability to talk to people: that’s the key to the world. It doesn’t matter whether you are able to articulate your own thoughts and feelings and meanings or not. What matters is being able to make the noises that encourage others to feel comfortable, and the inquiries which present them with the opportunity to articulate their thoughts and feelings and meanings, the particulars of their existences, their passions, preoccupations, beliefs. If you can talk to people in this way, you can go - you can get - anywhere in this world, in life.

The acquisition of knowledge always involves the revelation of ignorance - almost is the revelation of ignorance. Our knowledge of the world instructs us first of all that the world is greater than our knowledge of it. To those who rejoice in the abundance and intricacy in Creation, this is a source of joy, as it is to those who rejoice in freedom... To those would-be solvers of "the human problem," who hope for knowledge equal to (capable of controlling) the world, it is a source of unremitting defeat and bewilderment. The evidence is overwhelming that knowledge does not solve "the human problem." Indeed, the evidence overwhelmingly suggests - with Genesis - that knowledge is the problem. Or perhaps we should say instead that all our problems tend to gather under two questions about knowledge: Having the ability and desire to know, how and what should we learn? And, having learned, how and for what should we use what we know? (pg. 183, People, Land, and Community)

The amazing aftermath of Birmingham, the sweeping Negro Revolution, revealed to people all over the land that there are no outsiders in all these fifty states of America. When a police dog buried his fangs in the ankle of a small child in Birmingham, he buried his fangs in the ankle of every American. The bell of man's inhumanity to man does not toll for any one man. It tolls for you, for me, for all of us.

The anthropologists got it wrong when they named our species Homo sapiens ('wise man'). In any case it's an arrogant and bigheaded thing to say, wisdom being one of our least evident features. In reality, we are Pan narrans, the storytelling chimpanzee.

The arrogance of the human mind is too fragile, as well as the patience of the human character. It is because of that, they fail to see the power of mere observation and systematic analysis.

The aurora of humanity will begin when we learn that love is our only power and kindness is our ineffable religion.

The beauty of nature-humanity: Animal is animal. Book is book. Forest is forest. Happiness is happiness. Human is human. Joy is joy. Mountain is mountain. Music is music. Ocean is ocean. Life is life. Light is light. Love is love. Plant is plant. Peace is peace. Stream is stream. Sun is sun. Spirit is spirit. Snow is snow. Rain is rain Rainbow is rainbow. River is river. Wind is wind.

The beauty of this world where almost everyone was gone. If hell is other people, what is a world with almost no people in it? Perhaps soon humanity would simply flicker out, but Kirsten found this thought more peaceful than sad. So many species had appeared and later vanished from this earth; what was one more? How many people were even left now?

The beauty in correcting our own mistakes; rather than attempting to correct the mistakes in others, is that working upon our own flaws improves us. But working upon the flaws of others not only leaves us unimproved; it actually leaves us being less than we were prior to making those assessments. I believe that the moral of this natural occurrence, is that we are all born to find and fix our own shortcomings; rather than find and fix the shortcomings in others. And if all people were to do this, then we would be a race of creatures looking inward, in order to bring out something better. Now think of what a beautiful race that would be.

The best portion of your life will be the small, nameless moments you spend smiling with those who matter to you most.