Quotes About Compassion

A human doesn't have a heart like mine. The human heart is a line, whereas my own is a circle, and I have the endless ability to be in the right place at the right time. The consequence of this is that I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugliness and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both. Still they have one thing that I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.

even death has a heart

Why can't the world hear? I ask myself. Within a few moments I ask it many times. Because it doesn't care, I finally answer, and I know I'm right. It's like I've been chosen. But chosen for what? I ask. The answer's quite simple: To care.

I carried them in my fingers, like suitcases. Or I'd throw them over my shoulder. It was only the children I carried in my arms.

Trust was accumulated quickly, due primarily to the brute strength of the man's gentleness

Clearly,' said Arthur, 'you're an idiot – but you're our kind of idiot. Come on.

It kills me sometimes, how people die... -Told from the perspective of Death

I kills me sometimes, the way people die. -Death

A LAST NOTE FROM YOUR NARRATOR. I am haunted by humans.

Some people are born empty. All manner of good deeds and patience and loving kindness can't even begin to fill them up.

There isn't an agony in the world more powerful than tenderness

I couldn't control that the Nazis considered me subhuman. But I could control how I treated others.

I wanted to live in a world where people were equal no matter who their parents were or where they were born. I wanted to live in a place where hard work and kindness were valued. Was that too much to ask for? I didn't argue with Lev and Petro though. They also deserved the right to choose their own life.

Finally, Karen Gerdes is the gentle force that put me back together after the events of my life tore me apart, and the one that has kept me whole. Whenever I slip back into the world of shadows, she is the one who leads me back into the light.

My real feeling, the one I couldn't articulate yet, was that my entire life hinged on knowing that there were people who would continue to love me unconditionally, even if I were damaged, even if I were sick. Such love was the only thing that had sustained me during the turmoil of the past months. If I eliminated my child because of his disability, if I put him out of my life, I would be violating the only thing that was keeping me alive.

Every instance of heartbreak can teach us powerful lessons about creating the kind of love we really want.

Y es que la pregunta es: ¿qué modo sensato y real puede haber de resarcir una injusticia mediante una venganza punitiva? El dolor y la degradación del opresor no traerá libertad al afligido. Solo un esfuerzo inteligente e imaginativo en pos de la justicia puede lograr algo así.

What's wrong with Wallace?' Millie said. 'The same thing that ails us all,' Gordon sighed. 'Millie Keith has broken his heart. Woe, woe...' Millie stepped on his toe none too gently. '...wouch! Did you learn that step in Charleston?

When you're depressed, everyone has an opinion about what you should do. People seem to think that not only are you depressed, you are also stupid.

Call someone 'a schizophrenic' or 'a borderline' [and it] lulls us into a false sense that those words tell us who the person is, rather than only telling us how the person suffers.

I cried to her, Why did this have to happen? Why? I expected some plausible and complicated medical explanation. She shrugged and said gently, Because, Martha, it was just your turn.

Just like any civilized person, you've spent practically your whole life torturing an innocent wild creature. Starved it, then force-fed it, cut it, cursed it, driven it to exhaustion. Imprisoned it with other creatures who tormented it." "What?" Diana shakes her head in miserable confusion. "I don't even kill spiders! I never wanted to hurt anything." "The innocent wild creature to which I refer, my darling, is you.

I only put down on paper what works for me, and since I started out as a human train wreck, the ways I've learned to be happy also work for others.

according to some medical psychologists, it's physiologically impossible for your mind to stay locked in a war of control when you're engaging its ability to generate compassion and appreciation.