Quotes About Compassion

Next door, there's an old man who lived to his nineties and one day passed away in his sleep. And his wife, she stayed for a couple of days and passed away. I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know we belong.

All that a husband or wife really wants is to be pitied a little, praised a little, and appreciated a little.

After a stage in our marriage, me and Bob had passed being husband and wife... We came to be brother and sister and I had to accept his other sweethearts and the children they gave him.

I want to be a good wife, a good mother, a good person.

He knows my limitations and where I'm a good wife and a good mom.

Every day, at home, I have the astonishing and humbling opportunity - together with my wife Sophie - to nurture empathy, compassion, self-love, and a keen sense of justice in our three kids.

One thing my wife says is bad about me, is that I still care too much.

I didn't realize puppy mills were a problem until my wife, Bessy, and I got our first dog, Cannoli. Cannoli came from a puppy mill and she came with many health issues. It was after we got her that we researched and educated ourselves about the conditions dogs face in puppy mills.

You can forgive people who do not follow you through a philosophical disquisition; but to find your wife laughing when you had tears in your eyes, or staring when you were in a fit of laughter, would go some way towards a dissolution of the marriage.

My wife volunteered her services as Red Cross nurse, insisting upon being sent to the front, in order to be as near me as could be, but it developed later that no nurse was allowed to go farther than the large troop hospitals far in the rear of the actual operations.

The abrupt and sudden death of my wife has taken a severe emotional and psychic toll on me. On top of that, some people have stooped so low that they have tried to use my personal tragedy for their personal benefit.

I've never heard of the wife looking up the mistress to become friends, but I like it.

I'm a much nicer person since my wife died. I found out what pain is, so on that level I'm much nicer.

I just want to say, that if Jesus were alive, what would he be doing? Well, he would probably be accepting and loving people how they're made. And I always say this and it's really the truth. If being 4'11 was a sin, what would I do? Well, I could wear heels and I could add a wig.

Some of you think an Indian is like a wild animal. This is a great mistake.

It's a wild thing, that people have the ability to help each other by just relating to one another.

I am in the process of starting a nonprofit organization that gives rescued animals a home in a simulated wild environment and, for those who have been tested on, who are disabled, aggressive, etc., their own space to live out their days.

I have always brought home stray animals - everything from squirrels to wild rabbits to foxes and turtles.

My mother turned me onto St. Jude back in the days when I was wild and crazy. She took me to the shrine on Rampart Street.

We need to learn how to capture and kill wild fish humanely - or, if that is not possible, to find less cruel and more sustainable alternatives to eating them.

We decided that how we react to and treat those fellow mortals, wild and domestic, tells us more about ourselves than, perhaps, some of us want to know.

Those who believe in the importance of serving others should lead the way by fighting against the temptation we all have, and maybe especially as we age, to close in upon ourselves.

Holy charity confounds all diabolical and fleshly temptations and all fleshly fears.

Living and working in the centre of a city, one cannot but be affected by the sight of the homeless on the streets. They are almost an expected feature of life in a big city, and it is tempting to think there is little or nothing that can, or even should, be done about it. This is not so.