_людина; людство

all's for the best in the best of all possible worlds all the word's a stage the human race has improved everything except people it is only an uncivilized world which would worship civilisation man changes often but gets better seldom man is the measure of all things mankind lives on promises men, not gold, make a nation one half of the world does not know how the other half lives there's nowst so queer as folk the world does not grow better by force or by the policeman's club the world is a net: the more we stir in it, the more we are entangled the world is what people make it you cannot please the whole world