Quotes
Quotes about Man
Thank God for poverty That makes and keeps us free, And lets us go our unobtrusive way, Glad of the sun and rain, Upright, serene, humane, Contented with the fortune of a day.
The greatest man in history was the poorest.
Poverty often deprives a man of all spirit and virtue; it is hard for an empty bag to stand upright.
Whoever can do as he pleases, commands when he entreats. [Fr., Qui peut ce qui lui plait, commande alors qu'il prie.]
Neither art thou the man to catch the fiend and hold him! [Ger., Du bist noch nicht der Mann den Teufel festzuhalten.]
We often say how impressive power is. But I do not find it impressive at all. The guns and the bombs, the rockets and the warships, are all symbols of human failure. They are necessary symbols. They protect what we cherish. But they are witness to hum.
A few great minds are enough to endow humanity with monstrous power, but a few great hearts are not enough to make us worthy of using it.
We defend and we build a way of life, not for America alone, but for all mankind.
Power does not corrupt man; fools, however, if they get into a position of power, corrupt power.
The essence of Government is power; and power, lodged as it must be in human hands, will ever be liable to abuse.
Power will intoxicate the best hearts, as wine the strongest heads. No man is wise enough, nor good enough to be trusted with unlimited power.
Man is born to seek power, yet his actual condition makes him a slave to the power of others.
To have command is to have all the power you will ever need. To have all the power you will ever need, is to have the world in the palm of you hand.
I am pleased to be praised by a man so praised as you, father. [Words used by Hector.] [Lat., Laetus sum Laudari me abs te, pater, laudato viro.]
Praise enough To fill the ambition of a private man, That Chatham's language was his mother-tongue.
The sweeter sound of woman's praise.
And from the prayer of Want, and plaint of Woe, O never, never turn away their ear! Forlorn, in this bleak wilderness below, Ah! what were man, should Heaven refuse to hear!
Just my vengeance complete, The man sprang to his feet, Stood erect, caught at God's skirts, and prayed! So, I was afraid!
Father of Light! great God of Heaven! Hear'st thou the accents of despair? Can guilt like man's be e'er forgiven? Can vice atone for crimes by prayer?
He prayeth well who loveth well Both man and bird and beast.
I preached as never sure to preach again, And as a dying man to dying men.
I venerate the man whose heart is warm, Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life, Coincident, exhibit lucid proof That he is honest in the sacred cause.
Would I describe a preacher, . . . . I would express him simple, grave, sincere; In doctrine uncorrupt; in language plain, And plain in manner; decent, solemn, chaste, And natural in gesture; much impress'd Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
He that negotiates between God and man, As God's ambassador, the grand concerns Of judgment and of mercy, should beware Of lightness in his speech.
God preaches, a noted clergyman, And the sermon is never long; So instead of getting to heaven at last, I'm going all along.
