Weakest Members Of Humanity Quotes

#1. Like Mother Theresa, your greatness unfolds by the kindness you show to the weakest members of humanity.

Debasish Mridha

#2. Of *course* he needs to renegotiate his salary - the guy buys more snow than Seward did when he bought Alaska from the Russians.

Dennis Miller

#3. But the work had told upon the Editor. Work of that sort carries its penalties with it. Success means absorption, and absorption spells softening of the brain.

P.G. Wodehouse

#4. You can't win if you're chasing the wrong problem.

Paul Wolfowitz

#5. I feel that the English language will be able to carry the weight of my African experience. But it will have to be a new English, still in full communion with its ancestral home but altered to suit new African surroundings.

Chinua Achebe

#6. Nevertheless, after an hour in the tub drinking alone, I felt no closer to solving my dilemma. Instead I was left with an empty bottle of wine, pruney fingers, and more questions.

Penny Reid

#7. We are all bound up together in one great bundle of humanity, and society cannot trample on the weakest and feeblest of its members without receiving the curse in its own soul.

Frances Harper

#8. In times of crisis not one should be counted special. Everyone was human therefore equal to the same misery and misfortune and good luck as everyone else. What happened to the whole 'we gotta stick together' motto? When hard times came-a-knocking, people baled on good sense and decency.

Shelly Crane

#9. Everything breaks . . .

Victoria Schwab

#10. hipsters are basically yuppies with tighter pants and bigger glasses.

Daniel Jose Older

#11. Once, I thought happiness was the sizzle in the pan. But it's not. Happiness is the spice - that fragile speck, beholden to the heat, always and forever tempered by our environment.

Sasha Martin

#12. Like cars in amusement parks, our direction is often determined through collisions.

Yahia Lababidi

#13. I don't find any direct statements in life. My poetry imitates or reproduces the way knowledge or awareness come to me, which is by fits and starts and by indirection. I don't think poetry arranged in neat patterns would reflect that situation. My poetry is disjunct, but then so is life.

John Ashbery

#14. He stabbed a sharp-nailed digit in the direction of the Shattered Straits,

Christie Golden