The greatest progress we have made, and the greatest progress we have yet to make, is in the human heart. In the end, all the world's wealth and a thousand armies are no match for the strength and decency of the human spirit.
Women never reason, or, if they do, they either draw correct inferences from wrong premises, or wrong inferences from correct premises; and they always poke the fire from the top.
These are not vague inferences . . . but they are solid conclusions drawn from the natural and necessary progress of human affairs.
All important progress made by the human race has its roots in daydreaming.
'Drag Race' is so unique in how much progress it has made in how people think of people in LGBTQIA-plus community and has helped make big strides in the way queer art is perceived.
Historically - when you look at how America has evolved, typically we make progress on race relations in fits and starts. We make some progress, and then there's maybe some slippage.
How can you help the human race progress?
There is the story in every man's heart of human progress. I believe every one of us knows that his major job on Earth is to make some contributions, no matter how small, to this inexorable movement of human progress.
Upon the progress of knowledge the whole progress of the human race is immediately dependent: he who retards that, hinders this also.
Great steps in human progress are made by things that don't work the way philosophy thought they should. If things always worked the way they should, you could write the history of the world from now on. But they don't, and it is those deviations from the normal that make human progress.
The chief obstacle to the progress of the human race is the human race.
The ultimate destiny of the human race is the greatest moral perfection, provided that it is achieved through human freedom, whereby alone man is capable of the greatest happiness.
It was the greatest contribution towards the whole of human race, made by China, is to prevent its 1.3 billion people from hunger.
It was amazing how it worked: the tiniest bit of truth made credible the greatest lies.
The only real progress lies in learning to be wrong all alone.
One has to spend so many years in learning how to be happy. I am just beginning to make some progress in the science, and I hope to disprove Young's theory that "as soon as we have found the key of life it opes the gates of death." Every year strips us of at least one vain expectation, and teaches us to reckon some solid good in its stead. I never will believe that our youngest days are our happiest. What a miserable augury for the progress of the race and the destination of the individual if the more matured and enlightened state is the less happy one!