That wonderful bird, singing near your window, is my companion, who agreed to help me to express my feelings for you.
I worship individuals for their highest possibilities as individuals and I loathe humanity for its failure to live up to these possibilities.
I’m not a born actress, as such, I care about expressing feelings.
The ‘Third World’ is a term I don’t like very much because we’re all one world. I want people to know that the largest part of humanity is suffering.
People in these places don’t know Audrey Hepburn, but they recognize the name UNICEF. When they see UNICEF their faces light up, because they know that something is happening. In the Sudan, for example, they call a water pump UNICEF.
I can testify to what UNICEF means to children because I was among those who received food and medical relief right after World War II.
As a matter of fact, I rather feel like expressing myself now.
As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.
Terrorism has become a festering wound. It is an enemy of humanity.
I love him, oh! I love him; but he won’t let himself be loved.
It is my express wish that in awarding the [Nobel Prizes] no consideration be given to the nationality of the candidates, but that the most worthy shall receive the prize, whether he be Scandinavian or not.
To see with the eyes of another, to hear with the ears of another, to feel with the heart of another. For the time being, this seems to me an admissible definition of what we call social feeling.
Mathematics is pure language – the language of science. It is unique among languages in its ability to provide precise expression for every thought or concept that can be formulated in its terms.
Death is really a great blessing for humanity, without it there could be no real progress. People who lived for ever would not only hamper and discourage the young, but they would themselves lack sufficient stimulus to be creative.
Exaggerated sensitiveness is an expression of the feeling of inferiority.
Humanity will be obsolete by 2050. This is the consensus at Google and Facebook and Twitter.
My life is a love letter to humanity. What the globalists do is a hate letter, a curse.
Every man’s memory is his private literature.
After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
The author of the Iliad is either Homer or, if not Homer, somebody else of the same name.