Man is properly an incarnated word; the word that he speaks is the man himself. Carlyle.
Man is, properly speaking, based upon Hope, he has no other possession but Hope; this world of his is emphatically the Place of Hope. Carlyle.
Man is quite sufficiently saddened by his own passions and destiny, and need not make himself more so by the darkness of a barbaric past. He needs enlightening and cheering influences, and should therefore turn to those eras in art and literature during which remarkable men obtained perfect culture. Goethe.
Man is so inconsistent a creature that it is impossible to reason from his belief to his conduct, or from one part of his belief to another. Macaulay.
Man is so prone to occupy himself with what is most common, the soul and the senses are so easily blunted to the impressions of the beautiful and perfect, that one ought by all means to preserve the capability of feeling it. We ought every day at least to hear a little song, read a good poem, see an excellent painting, and, if possible, speak a few reasonable words. Goethe.
Man is that noble endogenous plant which grows, like the palm, from within outward. Emerson.
Man is the arch-machine of which all these 5 shifts drawn from himself are toy models. He helps himself on each emergency by copying or duplicating his own structure, just so far as the need is. Emerson.
Man is the circled oak, woman the ivy. Aaron Hill.
Man is the dwarf of himself. Emerson.
Man is the end towards which all the animal creation has tended. Agassiz.