Poor fish of Rodondo! in your victimized confidence, you are of the number of those who inconsiderately trust, while they do not understand, human nature.
The grand points in human nature are the same to-day they were a thousand years ago. The only variability in them is in expression, not in feature.
I fear that we are such gods or demigods only as fauns and satyrs, the divine allied to beasts, the creatures of appetite, and that, to some extent, our very life is our disgrace.
I got disappointed in human nature as well and gave it up because I found it too much like my own.
When you're going against arguably the best defensive lineman in the game, you're going to lose some sleep at night, especially when you're feeling that he's in a zone. It's human nature. If you see me ball up my fist to hit you, you're going to move out the way, right? Just imagine that. When you start taking those punches, sooner or later you're going to jerk back.
Things came to us real easy in the first period. It is a little bit of human nature to let your foot off the gas a bit after a start like that. When a game is so easy at the start it is a hard game to play.
If all we've got to look forward to is disloyalty and treachery, why do we even make friends?" "Again, human nature. Hoping for the best is what drives us.
Be advised that all flatterers live at the expense of those who listen to them.
Human nature is the same everywhere; it deifies success, it has nothing but scorn for defeat.
Civilization largely consists in hiding human nature. When the barbarian learns to hide it we account him enlightened.