It's our nature: Human beings like success but they hate successful people.

The rest were nondescript, as yet undifferentiated—yet nondescripts, thought Harriet, were the most difficult of all human beings to analyze. You scarcely knew they were there, until—bang! Something quite unexpected blew up like a depth charge and left you marveling, to collect strange floating debris.

By their very nature, human beings are so capricious, so complex, so delightfully contradictory, that they deserve not only our consideration but our reconsideration.

We are all human beings, and our nationality is simply an accident of birth.

When it comes to the pinch, human beings are heroic.

Human beings have always been mythmakers.