Quotes For Being Human Novels & Stories

Abigail laughed. “A mundane human like me is able to manipulate gravity. Oh oh, yeah you think am weak. You mustn't underestimate humans, we have power of our own. It might not be powers like yours or any other thing am seeing here in this land but they have will spirit. Enough to wind up any obstruction. So watch your tongue when you call us Mundane Humans.” “Get me down this minute!” Quincy protested. Abi turned to her. “Are you complaining. I even had mercy to keep you at such comfortable position but no... more?”

Doris rebuked furiously, “Edmund Whittaker! You’re a beast!” Edmund responded with a smile, “I’m flattered. My old man has always taught me that humans have to be animalistic like a beast!” “He likes a quote that he read from one of your country’s science fiction authors that said: for humans, losing humanity will cost a lot, but losing their bestiality will lose everything!” “The reason why human beings can survive in such a cruel society and climb to the top of the food chain is because of our bestiality!” “Are cows and lambs cute? Of course, they are, but humans slaughter them for their meat to fill our stomachs!”

“Because you people are amusing. You all laugh loudly. You weep openly. You argue with no fear. It is entertaining. I playfully glared at him. “You make us sound like puppies.” He raised both hands as if surrendering. “I didn’t mean it that way.” I laughed. “We’re not pets, you know.” He smiled and leaned back. “I know. But there’s something… free about humans. Something that wolves don’t have.” I tilted my head. "What do you mean?"

“She’s a human being. Not a birthday cake.” My heart almost melted at that. But I pushed it down. It would be a foolish mistake to let his words affect me when his actions were so clearly criminal. I brought out my phone and started recording. “Say it with me,” he said. “She’s a human being.” The man groaned in pain. “She’s a human being. Please…” Father Leonardo cut him off. “She’s a whole person. Not a toy to share or a slut.” “She’s… a whole… person,” the man repeated. “Not a…”

That being human—flawed, compromised, trying—is enough. Has to be enough. Will be enough. Together. Always together.

‘Those who belittle others are usually so little themselves. Small people belittle others. Great people make others feel they to can become great.’ Quote by Nick Verd. April barely had time to plaster a small smile on her face, still covering her braces, before they entered the hall. To claps and cheers. In her mind, she had very little to be happy about right now. The way Noah had looked at her made her self-conscious of her overweight body. She didn’t want to be here.

He leaned back on his seat. "You have a beautiful smile," he pointed out. Something warm rose in my face. My eyes widened. There was no way that would be a blush. I didn't blush. At least not at men paying me petty compliments after buying me a glass. "I know," I said. My voice came out harder than I intended. But he didn't seem to mind. "A man has to escape one in a while," he continued to say after another sip. I watched, saying nothing. "Sometimes you will need to this"—he raised his glass—"to remember what it feels like to be human instead of a machine."

“You are-” “Jesus Christ, Alessandro! Why are you talking as though you are not human? I know you might think that you are not, but you are also part of the cycle of life. No matter how difficult you might be as a person, you will love and hate and abandon. You are also human. But that doesn’t mean you should simply stop living. You keep going!” My hands gestured furiously. “You pick up from where you failed and keep going until you find a little bit of fulfilment in life.”

I couldn't deny it because he spat facts. "You are very right, robot. Humans are capable of doing anything just to achieve their dreams, regardless of who they are going to crash into. It doesn't matter if they are considered high-profile personalities, corporations, or anything else, but they will surely risk their lives just to get what they want. That's how ambitious and committed we are to our dreams."

The quote next to it read: The happiest people don’t have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything. I smiled. “That’s a good one.” “Yep. I’ll give it to Black Crimson; he is quite the philosopher.” Glancing at him, I grinned. “Or she is.” He sniffed and sent me a look before smirking. “I bet it’s a he.” With a disbelieving laugh, I argued, “And I bet it’s a she.” His eyebrows lifted. “What makes you so sure?” “Well, she has good taste in quotes. She’s an incredible artist. And she always chooses older, cruddy-looking buildings to paint on, making them prettier, so she’s stylish. Honestly, with her kind of talent, brains, and compassion, how could she be a male?”