Quotes About Compassion

Be the Ambulance. Make toast.

Why is it so hard to understand that we have to find a way to live together?

We all do jerky things," she assures me. "It's what you do next that matters.

started to notice, but they think it's funny. Aaron and Bear don't. And how much do I care about hurting their delicate feelings? Well, you could fit that inside the nucleus of a

bucket-filler is someone loving and caring

As an animal lover, I never blame any living creature for doing what's in its nature.

Love received and love given comprise the best form of therapy.

No one can ever love us quite so much as we love ourselves.

T]hose who are not by nature hunters side with the hunted.

The fat man smiled. "But do you have the nerve to tell the world about yourself?" Paul sighed and looked at his hands. "No," he said, "I don't." "So what can we do, if we're all too frightened?" "Live with dignity, I suppose. And try to learn to love one another, as they say.

For two nights running he had slept in his clothes on the floor of my bedroom at the Golden Eagle; nor had I tried to move him. I knew from experience that when Luther Martin decided to sleep on the floor (or in a cupboard—he was unnaturally partial to cupboards), it was pointless to protest.

Sollte die Freiheit zu streben, die uns die Götter in allen Umständen des Lebens gelassen haben, sollte diese ein Mensch dem andern verkümmern können?

If you make happy those that are near, those that are far will come.

She's my friend, the boy said simply. That's who she is and that's enough for me. As Minli looked at the buffalo boy, aglow with happiness against his poor surroundings, she saw it was enough for him. More than enough, as the smile that kept curling up on his face told her.

The secret to peace is forgiveness.

In December 1850, Harriet learned that her niece Kessiah was again up for sale. (Her owner hadn't been able to sell her before.)

God is loving you into better relationships. He is loving you into being a more loving person. The more we grow in love, the less offended we become. The less offended we become, the more easily and quickly we get healed when people do wound us.

If you are easily offended it proves one thing: You don't have a relationship with the Comforter, because He can kiss you and it will disappear. You can give that to the Lord. You have no right to be wounded; you have a right to be healed. You don't have a right to be offended; you have a right to be compassionate and forgiving. Exercise that right!

When you visualized a man or a woman carefully, you could always begin to feel pity . . . that was a quality God's image carried with it . . . when you saw the lines at the corners of the eyes, the shape of the mouth, how the hair grew, it was impossible to hate. Hate was just a failure of imagination.

I wish sometimes you had a few bad motives, you might understand a little more about human beings.

That was my first instinct -- to protect him. It never occurred to me that there was a greater need to protect myself. Innocence always calls mutely for protection when we would be so much wiser to guard ourselves against it: innocence is like a dumb leper who has lost his bell, wandering the world, meaning no harm.

One can't love humanity. One can only love people.

We'd forgive most things if we knew the facts.

When I began to write our story down, I thought I was writing a record of hate, but somehow the hate has got mislaid and all I know is that in spite of her mistakes and her unreliability, she was better than most. It's just as well that one of us should believe in her: she never did in herself.