“The mark of a civilised person is the ability to look at a column of numbers and weep.”
Bertrand Russell
“Recall the face of the poorest and weakest man you have seen, and ask yourself if this step you contemplate is going to be any use to him.”
Mahatma Ghandi
“It is possible to believe that all the past is but the beginning of a beginning, and that all that is and has been is but the twilight of the dawn. It is possible to believe that all the human mind has ever accomplished is but the dream before the awakening.”
H. G. Wells
“Work like you were living in the early days of a better nation.”
Alasdair Gray
”Every child saved with my help is the justification of my existence on this Earth, and not a title to glory.”
“Why should costs and benefits receive less weight, simply because they are further in the future? When the future comes, these benefits and costs will be no less real. Imagine finding out that you, having just reached your twenty-first birthday, must soon die of cancer because one evening Cleopatra wanted an extra helping of dessert. How could this be justified?”
“The mark of a civilised person is the ability to look at a column of numbers and weep.”
Bertrand Russell
“Recall the face of the poorest and weakest man you have seen, and ask yourself if this step you contemplate is going to be any use to him.”
Mahatma Ghandi
“It is possible to believe that all the past is but the beginning of a beginning, and that all that is and has been is but the twilight of the dawn. It is possible to believe that all the human mind has ever accomplished is but the dream before the awakening.”
H. G. Wells
“Work like you were living in the early days of a better nation.”
Alasdair Gray
”Every child saved with my help is the justification of my existence on this Earth, and not a title to glory.”
Irena Sendler
“Why should costs and benefits receive less weight, simply because they are further in the future? When the future comes, these benefits and costs will be no less real. Imagine finding out that you, having just reached your twenty-first birthday, must soon die of cancer because one evening Cleopatra wanted an extra helping of dessert. How could this be justified?”
Derek Parfit