Quotes About Compassion

it's not what you get out of life that counts. Break your mirrors! In our society that is so self-absorbed, begin to look less at yourself and more at each other. you'll get more satisfaction from having improved your neighborhood, your town, your state, your country, and your fellow human beings than you'll ever get from your muscles, your figure, your automobile, your house, or your credit rating

Then the question is, are we worried about the wishes of the patient or about the money involved?

I consider dying a very important part of life. I feel good in the sense that since these people are in pain, and most of them don't have very long to live, I can make their journey easier.

No group can survive, let alone thrive, unless what is good for the overall community is more important than individual freedom. Take, for example, resource allocation. How can anyone with any intelligence possibly justify, in terms of the overall community, the accumulation and hoarding of enormous material assets by a few individuals when others do not even have food, clothing, and other essentials?" In

Why, Robert Singh often wondered, did we give our hearts to friends whose life spans are so much shorter than our own?

The crisis was over. What was more, they had taken the first step toward genuine friendship. They had exchanged vulnerabilities.

It is hard to draw any line between compassion and love.

It still seemed incredible that one man could have done so much with such primitive equipment. But Cook had been not only a supreme navigator, but also a scientist and—in an age of brutal discipline—a humanitarian. He treated his own men with kindness, which was unusual; what was quite unheard of was that he behaved in exactly the same way to the often hostile savages in the new lands he discovered.

Myers paused, wondering how Indra was taking all this, how it would affect her feelings toward Franklin. She seemed to have got over her initial shock; she was not, thank God, the hysterical type it was so difficult to do anything with.

Mankind now faces its ultimate emergency. In such a moment of crisis, is it not right for us to call upon the instinct that has always ensured our survival in the past? A poet in an earlier, almost equally troubled age put it better than I can ever hope to do: WE MUST LOVE ONE ANOTHER OR DIE.

You're not hurt, Watson? For God's sake, say that you are not hurt! It was worth a wound -- it was worth many wounds -- to know the depth of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask. The clear, hard eyes were dimmed for a moment, and the firm lips were shaking. For the one and only time I caught a glimpse of a great heart as well as of a great brain. All my years of humble but single-minded service culminated in that moment of revelation.

I have wrought my simple plan If I give one hour of joy To the boy who's half a man, Or the man who's half a boy.

The example of patient suffering is in itself the most precious of all lessons to an impatient world.

She was weak and helpless, shaken in mind and nerve. It was to take her at a disadvantage to obtrude love upon her at such a time.

A sick man is but a child, and so I will treat you.

Then my friend's wiry arms were round me, and he was leading me to a chair.

There's a lot to be said for forgiveness. Grudges seldom hurt anyone except the one bearing them. ~Atlantean God and 1st Dark-Hunter Acheron Parthenopaeus~

You need to calm down and remember that everyone grieves differently. Doesn't mean they don't care. You don't judge people in pain, and you damn sure don't lash out at them when they've lost what Syn has!

No matter what happens…promise me you won't hate me. (Carlos)

The demon in me that knows there's a demon in you who can mop the floor with my raunchy butt tells me to say yes. I care. Deeply. (Ren)

that we never know what's in the heart of people when we judge them. Actions that sometimes seem mean aren't. Rather they are done by the ones we love in order to protect us without our knowing it.

What can I do, to stop your hurt? Nothing more, she said. You do everything, and you make me all right. Thank you Very gently, he touched her sooty cheek. If there was a way, he said, I'd take your hurt and carry it for you.

She realized he was rarely touched, except in anger.

I don't care what flaws any of you might have. My job is to advise you if you want to hear it, listen when you need to talk, but most of all to love you, no matter what.