#hum

One cannot weep for the entire world, it is beyond human strength. One must choose. ↗

— Jean Anouilh

#cannot #choose #entire #entire world #human

All the efforts of the human mind cannot exhaust the essence of a single fly. ↗

— Thomas Aquinas

#efforts #essence #exhaust #fly #human

Human salvation demands the divine disclosure of truths surpassing reason. ↗

— Thomas Aquinas

#disclosure #divine #human #reason #salvation

All the world wondered as they witnessed... a people lift themselves from humiliation to the greatest pride. ↗

— Corazon Aquino

#humiliation #lift #people #pride #themselves

So long as we have failed to eliminate any of the causes of human despair, we do not have the right to try to eliminate those means by which man tries to cleanse himself of despair. ↗

— Antonin Artaud

#causes #cleanse #despair #eliminate #failed

If those who are the enemies of innocent amusements had the direction of the world, they would take away the spring, and youth, the former from the year, the latter from human life. ↗

— Honore de Balzac

#away #direction #former #had #human

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. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#chimpanzees #humanity #stories #science

Time isn't an orderly stream. Time isn't a placid lake recording each of our ripples. Time is viscous. Time is a massive flow. It is a self-healing substance, which is to say, almost everything will be lost. We're too slight, to inconsequntial, despite all of our thrashing and swimming and waving our arms about. Time is an ocean of inertia, drowning out the small vibrations, absorbing the slosh and churn, the foam and wash, and we're up here, flapping and slapping and just generally spazzing out, and sure, there's a little splashing on the surface, but that doesn't even register in the depths, in the powerful undercurrents miles below us, taking us wherever they are taking us. ↗

— Charles Yu

#science-fiction #humor

Is this how humanity waves good-bye? Hell no. ↗

— Rick Yancey

#apocalypse #cassie #fiction #horror #humanity

So one must be resigned to being a clock that measures the passage of time, now out of order, now repaired, and whose mechanism generates despair and love as soon as its maker sets it going? Are we to grow used to the idea that every man relives ancient torments, which are all the more profound because they grow comic with repetition? That human existence should repeat itself, well and good, but that it should repeat itself like a hackneyed tune, or a record a drunkard keeps playing as he feeds coins into the jukebox... ↗

— Stanisław Lem

#cycles #despair #emotion #fear #free-will