Quotes About Compassion

Then say to this person, "I have no right to make any demands on you." In saying that, you will drop your expectation. "I have no right to make any demands on you. Oh, I'll protect myself from the consequences of your actions or your moods or whatever, but you can go right ahead and be what you choose to be. I have no right to make any demands on you.

You know, a good is never so good as when you have no awareness that you're doing good. You are never so good as when you have no consciousness that you're good.

Isn't it wonderful to realize you're no better than anybody else in this world?

The lovely thing about Jesus was that he was so at home with sinners, because he understood that he wasn't one bit better than they were.

No one can sin in the light of awareness. Sin occurs, not, as we mistakenly think, in malice, but in ignorance. "Father, forgive them for they do not know what they are doing." To see this is to acquire the indiscriminate quality one so admires in the rose, the lamp and the tree.

And here is a second quality of love—its gratuitousness.

Qué he de hacer para amar a mi prójimo?». «Dejar de odiarte a ti mismo». El discípulo meditó larga y seriamente estas palabras y regresó a decirle al Maestro: «Pero si yo me amo demasiado a mí mismo... Si soy un egoísta y un egocéntrico... ¿Cómo puedo librarme de ello?». «Sé cordial contigo mismo, y tu ego quedará satisfecho y te dejará en libertad para amar a tu prójimo».

We act in the interest of peace.

Marie-Laure drops her cane; she begins to cry. Her father lifts her, holds her to his narrow chest. "it's so big," she whispers. "You can do this, Marie." She cannot.

he realizes that the truth is infinitely more complicated, that we are all beautiful even as we are all part of the problem, and that to be a part of the problem is to be human.

He takes her hand to help her over the piles. No shells fall and no rifles crack and the light is soft and shot through with ash. Jutta, he thinks, I finally listened.

She stands alone in Madame Manec's room and smells peppermint, candle wax, six decades of loyalty. Housemaid, nurse, mother, confederate, counselor, chef—what ten thousand things was Madame Manec to Etienne?

she's hardly there: just morphine and glassy eyes and an odor that carries him back to Korea.

A single fruit fly in his wine can send a black thread twisting through his mood that lingers for days. Widow Theodora says that Kalaphates needs compassion, that the remedy to every woe is prayer, and after dark Maria kneels in their cell in front of the icon of Saint Koralia, her lips moving silently, sending devotions up past the beams.

we are all beautiful even as we are all part of the problem, and that to be a part of the problem is to be human.

but it was also something in Sandy herself, an unwillingness to allow anything more to upset the realm of her understanding.

uzmys?awia sobie, ?e prawda jest niesko?czenie bardziej skomplikowana, ?e wszyscy jeste?my pi?kni, nawet je?li wszyscy stanowimy cz??? problemu, i ?e by? cz??ci? problemu to by? cz?owiekiem.

a bondade, mais do que qualquer outra coisa, é o que perdura.

What is blindness? Where there should be a wall, her hands find nothing. Where there should be nothing, a table leg gouges her shin. Cars growl in the streets; leaves whisper in the sky; blood rustles through her inner ears. In the stairwell, in the kitchen, even beside her bed, grown-up voices speak of despair. "Poor child.

Men lie injured and dying between the old headstones: Macedonians, Albanians, Wallachians, Serbians, some in so much agony that they seem reduced to something less than human, as though pain were a leveling wave, a mortar troweled over everything that person once was.

Yesterday she walked three hours to harvest water lilies from a lake so her kids would have something to eat. And what do our most enlightened leaders suggest we do? Switch to e-billing. Buy three LED bulbs and get a free tote bag. Earth has eight billion people to feed and the extinction rate is a thousand times higher than it was at pre-human levels.

It's not your fault, he said. And I'm not defending her for what she did. But I believe any story that anybody tells me. You can't be to blame if you got faith in people.

but one of the dying's imperatives is to make the living see them. This is nobody's fault, but it is everybody's burden.

success is not about wealth or fame, it's about making a difference in other people's lives every single day of our lives