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There are three kinds of people; those that make things happen, those that watch things happen and those who don't know what's happening.

Some people are electrifying, they light up a room when they leave.
In each of us there is a little of all of us.
Sad people dislike the happy, and the happy the sad; the quick thinking the sedate, and the careless the busy and industrious.
No matter where or what, there are makers, takers, and fakers.
He is one of those people who would be enormously improved by death.
Unhurt people are not much good in the world.
We are all what we pretend to be, but, we had better be very careful what we pretend.
What we know of other people's only our memory of the moments during which we knew them.
The time comes when each one of us has to give up as illusions the expectations which, in his youth, he pinned upon his fellow-men, and when he may learn how much difficulty and pain has been added to his life by their ill-will.
I am convinced we do not only love ourselves in others but hate ourselves in others too.
There are two types of people. Those we who come into a room and say, Well, here I am! and those who come in and say, Ah, there you are.
The people are to be taken in small doses.
There are people who in spite of their merit disgust us, and others who please us in spite of their faults.
Please accept my resignation. I don't care to belong to any club that will have me as a member.
There are only three types of people; those who have found God and serve him; those who have not found God and seek him, and those who live not seeking, or finding him. The first are rational and happy; the second unhappy and rational, and the third foolish and unhappy.
You know about a person who deeply interests you more than you can be told. A look, a gesture, an act, which to everybody else is insignificant tells you more about that one than words can.
It is absurd to divide people into good and bad. People are either charming or tedious.
The eyes of others our prisons; their thoughts our cages.
All the people like us are We, and everyone else is They.
That you may please others you must be forgetful of yourself.
When you have a taste for exceptional people, you always end up meeting them everywhere.
People are eternally divided into two classes, the believer, builder, and praiser, and the unbeliever, destroyer and critic.
We are the people our parents warned us about.
There are two kinds of people; those who can count and those who can't.
The public is a ferocious beast. One must either chain it up or flee from it.
I am a deeply superficial person.
It is when we try to grapple with another man's intimate need that we perceive how incomprehensible, wavering, and misty are the beings that share with us the sight of the stars and the warmth of the sun.
And finally I twist my heart round again, so that the bad is on the outside and the good is on the inside, and keep on trying to find a way of becoming what I would so like to be, and could be, if there weren't any other people living in the world.
The only thing that could spoil a day was people. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.
One can no longer live with people: it is too hideous and nauseating. Owners and owned, they are like the two sides of a ghastly disease.
What's important is promising something to the people, not actually keeping those promises. The people have always lived on hope alone.
But we are the people of England; and we have not spoken yet. Smile at us, pay us, pass us. But do not quite forget.
If the people are happy, united, wealthy, and powerful, we presume the rest. We conclude that to be good from whence good is derived.
Only a few human beings should grow to the square mile; they are commonly planted too close.
Only when human sorrows are turned into a toy with glaring colors will baby people become interested -- for a while at least. The people are a very fickle baby that must have new toys every day.
I hate the irreverent rabble and keep them far from me.
Some people can stay longer in an hour than others can in a week.
The people long eagerly for just two things. Bread and circuses.
The person who can be only serious or only cheerful, is but half a man.
We hold the view that the people make the best judgment in the long run.
A person well satisfied with themselves is seldom satisfied with others, and others, rarely are with them.
If all power is in the people, if there is no higher law than their will, and if by counting their votes, their will may be ascertained -- then the people may entrust all their power to anyone, and the power of the pretender and the usurper is then legitimate. It is not to be challenged since it came originally from the sovereign people.
I've always been interested in people, but I've never liked them.
The south produced statesmen and soldiers, planters and doctors and lawyers and poets, but certainly no engineers and mechanics. Let Yankees adopt such low callings. [Gone With The Wind]
There used to be a thing or a commodity we put great store by. It was called the People. Find out where the People have gone. I don't mean the square-eyed toothpaste-and-hair-dye people or the new-car-or-bust people, or the success-and-coronary people. Maybe they never existed, but if there ever were the People, that's the commodity the Declaration was talking about, and Mr. Lincoln.
People will teach you how to sell them if you'll pay attention to the messages they send you.
There are two kinds of people in the world. Those who walk into a room and say, There you are and those who say, Here I am
The genius of the United States is not best or most in its executives or legislatures, nor in its ambassadors or authors or colleges, or churches, or parlors, nor even in its newspapers or inventors, but always most in the common people.
The people, and the people alone, are the motive force in the making of world history.
A man's real life is that accorded to him in the thoughts of other men by reason of respect or natural love.
We have no higher life that is really apart from other people. It is by imagining them that our personality is built up; to be without the power of imagining them is to be a low-grade idiot.
If one had to worry about one's actions in respect of other people's ideas, one might as well be buried alive in an antheap or married to an ambitious violinist. Whether that man is the prime minister, modifying his opinions to catch votes, or a bourgeois in terror lest some harmless act should be misunderstood and outrage some petty convention, that man is an inferior man and I do not want to have anything to do with him any more than I want to eat canned salmon.
Other men are lenses through which we read our own minds. Each man seeks those of different quality from his own, and such as are good of their kind; that is, he seeks other men, and the rest.
Any man who does not see everything in terms of self, that is to say who wants to be something in respect of other men, to do good to them or simply give them something to do, is unhappy, disconsolate, and accursed.
We demand that people should be true to the pictures we have of them, no matter how repulsive those pictures may be: we prefer the true portrait in all its homogeneity, to one with a detail added which refuses to fit in.
Men often treat others worse than they treat themselves, but they rarely treat anyone better. It is the height of folly to expect consideration and decency from a person who mistreats himself.
I wonder if we are all wrong about each other, if we are just composing unwritten novels about the people we meet?
Each had his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart; and his friends could only read the title, James Spalding, or Charles Budgeon, and the passengers going the opposite way could read nothing at all -- save a man with a red moustache, a young man in gray smoking a pipe.
People have the power to redeem the work of fools.
Look at other people like your mirror. See something in them that you don't like and change it in yourself.
Some People minds are like Hot Air Balloons. Big and Empty! Come back down let me put something in it for you..
You will never know a person, until you separate from it.
Pose your questions to people and you will get countless useless answers.
Always remember, there are two types of people in this world. Those who come into a room and say, "Well, here I am!" and those who come in and say, "Ah, there you are!"
Its not that your Dum, you just don't want to be Wise
Seems as though people like to feed off negativity. I say when the enemy is thirsty, give them something to drink.
People look for compliments to boost their confidence, but don't keep giving them what they look for, you will create a pompous monster.
People don't answer calls, text, emails, some people don't even answer to there own name, people got smart phones but they answer to stupidity. Charge your Brain
There is no where you can go and be only with people who are like you. Give it up. -Bernice Johnson Reagon
Idiots are like apples, you take them one bite at a time