Quotes About Compassion

For to love, loveless, is a bitter pill:But to be loved, unloving, bitterer still.

In making dinner for a friend, don't forget the love.

Love heals all wounds and not just time alone.

Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath ends, will have an end; whereas that which is founded on true virtue, will always continue.

Love is the Answer. What was the Question?

Love supposes, is, and does many things, but basically it is practiced in the act of sharing.

Gentle with the drugs, heavy with the love

My father was a man of love. He always loved me to death. He worked hard in the fields, but my father never hit me. Never. I don't ever remember a really cross, unkind word from my father.

All your life, you will be faced with a choice. You can choose love or hate…I choose love.

I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down, Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town, I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime, But is there because he's a victim of the times. I wear the black for those who never read

This business I'm in is different. It's special. The people around me feel like brothers and sisters. We hardly know each other, but we're that close; somehow there's been an immediate bonding between total strangers. We share each other's triumphs, and when one of us gets hurt, we all bleed - it's corny, I know, but it's true. I've never experienced anything like this before. It's great. It turns up the heat in life.

If there's any message to my work, it is ultimately that it's OK to be different, that it's good to be different, that we should question ourselves before we pass judgment on someone who looks different, behaves different, talks different, is a different color.

If you don't like seeing pictures of violence towards animals being posted, you need to help stop the violence, not the pictures.

If there's any message to my work, it is ultimately that it's OK to be different, that it's good to be different, that we should question ourselves before we pass judgment on someone who looks different, behaves different, talks different, is a different color.

I do have an affinity for damaged people, in life, in roles. I don't know why. We're all damaged in our own way. Nobody's perfect. I think we are all somewhat screwy, every single one of us.

[H]ugs don't need new equipment, Special batteries or parts - Just open up your arms And open up your hearts.

Is cruelty still cruel if it is necessary? Is cruelty still cruel if it is part of a lie?

Being reproached for giving to an unworthy person, Aristotle said, "I did not give it to the man, but to humanity."

Era bueno saber que había alguien que entendía, ahí en la oscuridad, aun si a veces sus noticias se sintieran teñidas de una serie de pequeños golpes.

I told him a story of two people. Two people who shouldn't have met, and who didn't like each other much when they did, but who found they were the only two people in the world who could possibly have understood each other.

I let him know a hurt had been mended in a way that he couldn't have known, and for that alone there would always be a piece of me indebted to him.

I am conscious that knowing me has caused you pain, and grief, and I hope that one day when you are less angry with me and less upset you will see not just that I could only have done the thing that I did, but also that this will help you live a really good life, a better life, than if you hadn't met me.

And then, just like that, my heart broke. My face crumpled, my composure went and I held him tightly and I stopped caring that he could feel the shudder of my sobbing body because grief swamped me. It overwhelmed me and tore at my heart and my stomach and my head and it pulled me under, and I couldn't bear it. I honestly thought I couldn't bear it.

Too many people follow their own happiness without a thought for the damage they leave in their wake.