Human
By far the most numerous single species in the Multiverse, humans can be found on virtually any plane capable of supporting life. Perhaps the greatest contributor to this feat is their tolerance for almost any environment and every stripe of mana; a human can live anywhere and still be considered human, whereas most other great races thrive in only one or two colors of mana or a limited band of climates. The particular color of mana to which any given human belongs, therefore, can be difficult to tell at first glance, and normally reflects in their attitude and demeanor. A white-aligned human, for example, will typically promote the pivotal aspects of white-ness (preoccupations with justice, community and spirituality) yet aside from dress and manner may look no different than a human tied to another color. Humans are often looked down upon by other races for a variety of reasons, mostly depending on some unique aspect of that other race's own outlook. Elves may frown upon humans' seeming disregard for their environment, for example, while dwarves may ridicule their love of vast empires. On the plane of Ravnica, an extremely cosmopolitan place by any standards where races freely intermingle, humans are derided for their apparent ability to find members of any sentient race attractive. The plane of Lorwyn is almost unique for having no humans among its many races.
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Famous quotes containing the word human:
“In tremendous extremities human souls are like drowning men; well enough they know they are in peril; well enough they know the causes of that peril;Mnevertheless, the sea is the sea, and these drowning men do drown.”
—Herman Melville (1819–1891)
“Whatever debases the intelligence degrades the entire human being.”
—Simone Weil (1909–1943)
“The television screen, so unlike the movie screen, sharply reduced human beings, revealed them as small, trivial, flat, in two banal dimensions, drained of color. Wasn’t there something reassuring about it!—that human beings were in fact merely images of a kind registered in one another’s eyes and brains, phenomena composed of microscopic flickering dots like atoms. They were atoms—nothing more. A quick switch of the dial and they disappeared and who could lament the loss?”
—Joyce Carol Oates (b. 1938)