Quotes About Compassion

Poetry keeps the door open to awe and ensures that we will find our way through the broken heart field of wars, losses and betrayals to understanding, compassion and gathering together.

We cannot own anyone else, people, the lands, or resources. We are here to care for each other.

Be respectful of the small insects, birds and animal people who accompany you. Ask their forgiveness for the harm we humans have brought down upon them.

Don't forget: hold somebody's hand through the dark.

We must take care to feed the minds, hearts, and spirits of those coming up behind us--to offer songs, poems, and stories that will break open that which is hardened, expose that which is evil-minded or would harm, and remind us how we are constructed to bring forth beauty of thought and beingness.

Our children put down their guns when we did to imagine with us. We imagined the shining link between the heart and the sun. We imagined tables of food for everyone. We imagined the songs.

What shall I do with all this heartache?

I want the best of everything for everybody, and it will cost millions.

Maybe, love is always forgiveness, to a degree.

When you give up struggle, there's a kind of love.

If she lets us down, if she's weird sometimes—just ignore it, and love her. Just love her.

Not hearing impaired but just not hearing which is a way of not caring.)

On the Decker bus she often gave up her seat to older passengers or to women with young children, she was nervously alert to the needs or near-needs of other people. It pleased and excited her to see the space she'd occupied taken, the emptiness where she had been so readily filled in.

if she petted or fed one animal in the presence of others, she must pet and feed them all. It was what Jesus would have done had He lived intimately with animals.

For the past few days, she had been praying and meditating upon what to do and she had decided she must do nothing, for it was she who had made the mistake and not the boy and she must not bear witness against him.

stroke recently. A friend at least a decade

Foolish woman, don't despair. My justice is My mercy. 5

Mom was furious at the way people abandoned their pets in the country—"As if animals aren't human, too.

papà ci amava. Ci ama. Diceva che, se non ci avesse voluto bene, non ci avrebbe punite. Riesco a capirlo, davvero. Però è un modo di pensare malato, e sbagliato".

Boys and girls, always remember: Jesus loves you, when no one else does!"—this was a typical remark of Mrs. S——'s, called out to us gaily, as if it was happy news and not hurtful.

To forgive is wisdom, to forget is genius.

What saved us from becoming hard-nosed or callous was that we really liked each other, while remaining totally mystified by each other.

Is there any real purpose in being alive if all we are going to do is get up every day and live only for ourselves? Live your life to help others. Give & live selflessly.

Do yourself a favor and forgive anyone that has anything against you. Do it as an act of faith and trust God to change and heal your emotions. Pray for your enemies and never say another unkind thing about them. It is the only way you can move past the pain and begin to heal.