Quotes about Humanity
But nevertheless, the fact remained, it was almost impossible to dislike anyone if one looked at them.
— Virginia Woolf
It's not catastrophes, murders, deaths, diseases, that age and kill us; it's the way people look and laugh, and run up the steps of omnibuses.
— Virginia Woolf
It would be a thousand pities if women wrote like men, or lived like men, or looked like men, for if two sexes are quite inadequate, considering the vastness and variety of the world, how should we manage with one only?
— Virginia Woolf
I dig out beautiful caves behind my characters; I think that gives exactly what I want; humanity, humor, depth. The idea is that the caves shall connect, & each comes to daylight at the present moment.
— Virginia Woolf
This late age of the world's experience had bred in them all, all men and women, a well of tears.
— Virginia Woolf
We scarcely want to analyse what we feel to be so large and deeply human.
— Virginia Woolf
And thus she made it impossible for me to roll out my sonorous phrases about 'elemental feelings,' the 'common stuff of humanity,' 'depths of the human heart,' and all those other phrases which support us in our belief that, however clever we may be on top, we are very serious, very profound and very humane underneath.
— Virginia Woolf
We saw for a moment laid out among us the body of the complete human being whom we have failed to be, but at the same time, cannot forget.
— Virginia Woolf
How, then, she had asked herself, did one know one thing or another thing about people, sealed as they were? Only like a bee, drawn by some sweetness or sharpness in the air intangible to touch or taste, one haunted the dome-shaped hive, ranged the wastes of the air over the countries of the world alone, and then haunted the hives with their murmurs and their stirrings; the hives which were people.
— Virginia Woolf
Is it the lot of average human being, however, he asked himself, the criterion by which we judge the measure of civilization?
— Virginia Woolf
Go, poor devil, get thee gone! Why should I hurt thee? This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me.
— Laurence Sterne
Have a heart that never hardens, a temper that never tires, a touch that never hurts.
— Charles Dickens