That wonderful bird, singing near your window, is my companion, who agreed to help me to express my feelings for you.
In judging of a beautiful statue, the aesthetic faculty is absolutely and completely gratified by the splendid curves of those marble lips that are dumb to our complaint, the noble modeling of those limbs that are powerless to help us.
When karma comes back to punch you in the face, I wanna be there just in case it needs help.
I worship individuals for their highest possibilities as individuals and I loathe humanity for its failure to live up to these possibilities.
Government ‘help’ to business is just as disastrous as government persecution… the only way a government can be of service to national prosperity is by keeping its hands-off.
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.
Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, it’s at the end of your arm, as you get older, remember you have another hand: The first is to help yourself, the second is to help others.
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.
I’ve spent a life chasing stories to tell when I’m old.
I aspire to be an old man with an old wife laughing at old jokes from a wild youth.
Terrorism has become a festering wound. It is an enemy of humanity.
India helped Bangladesh to achieve independence. The Bangladeshis should remain happy inside the territory of their own country.
Old age is second childhood.
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.
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.
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.
No one has ever become poor by giving.
No one who achieves success does so without acknowledging the help of others. The wise and confident acknowledge this help with gratitude.