Quotes About Compassion

Can't people do hurtful things, sometimes, and not even know they're doing them?

Your heart—as you call it—and hers are alike, after all: they are like mine, like everyone's. They resemble nothing so much as those meters you will find on gas-pipes: they only perk up and start pumping when you drop coins in.

You have come to Millbank, to look on women more wretched than yourself, in the hope that it will make you well again.

And perhaps there is a limit to the grieving that the human heart can do.

We are not here to help them, ma'am. We are here to punish them. There are too many good women who are poor or ill or hungry, for us to bother with the bad ones.

With the world in the state it is, it's such a small, small thing. But I think the sad fact is that I'm about as happy in my life as you are in yours. I do my best for my mother—or, I tell myself that I do. Sometimes I seem to do nothing but scold her; we cross each other like a pair of scissors. She isn't happy, either. How could she be? I think she's simply marking time. Well, perhaps we all are.

Dainty's clever with a needle, though she seems so rough— don't she? That's just her way. She was what you would say, not brought up, but dragged up. But she is kind at her heart.

Can't people do hurtful things, sometimes, and not even know they're doing them?

Would it be all right, wondered Frances, if they were to allow themselves to be happy? Wouldn't it be a sort of insult to all those others who had been harmed? Or oughtn't they to do all they could—didn't they almost have a duty—to make one small brave thing happen at last?

Why, because I must! Because how could I rest, when the world is so cruel and hard, and yet might be so sweet. . . The kind of work I do is its own kind of fulfilment, whether it's successful or not." She drank her tea. "It's like love." "Love!" I sniffed. "You think love is its own reward, then?" "Don't you?

How ill a man may grow,' he says, 'from the sight of the spilling of a little of his own blood. What monsters you females must be, to endure this, month upon month. No wonder you are prone to madness.

And so you see it is love—not scorn, not malice; only love—that makes me harm her, in the end.

Sometimes we have to fight for other people, as well as ourselves - don't we? People we love, I mean. Otherwise why bother living? What's the point if we don't care enough for those we love to fight for them?

The thing is, when it came to men, I wasn't unrealistic. I knew they all had their faults; I just wanted someone kind, someone I could trust

Winning is not always about shining the brightest. Sometimes it's about sharing the light with someone who has been waiting in the shadows all along.

I am not my sickness; I have a condition that can wander all lonely and cloudlike into view from time to time. I (the whole me) can choose to sit back and witness the clouds, let them be, let them pass.

Whenever you stumble or fall, I am there to help you up.

Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. —COLOSSIANS 3:13

June 9 SEEK TO LIVE IN MY LOVE, which covers a multitude of sins: both yours and others'. Wear My Love like a cloak of Light, covering you from head to toe. Have no fear, for perfect Love decimates fear. Look at other people through lenses of Love; see them from My perspective. This is how you walk in the Light, and it pleases Me.

JOHN 5:22 You, therefore, have no excuse, you who pass judgment on someone else, for at whatever point you judge the other, you are condemning yourself, because you who pass judgment do the same things.

Because you are human, you will continue to make mistakes. Thinking that you should live an error-free life is symptomatic of pride.

I have called each of My children to a different path, distinctly designed for that one. Do not let anyone convince you that his path is the only right way. And be careful not to extol your path as superior to another's way. What I require of you is to act justly, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with Me—wherever I lead.

When someone mistreats you, try to view it as an opportunity to grow in grace. See how quickly you can forgive the one who has wounded you. Don't be concerned about setting the record straight. Instead of obsessing about other people's opinions of you, keep your focus on Me. Ultimately, it is My view of you that counts.

Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love. —1 JOHN 4:7–8