Quotes About Compassion

When you visualized a man or 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 love you. I am your father and I love you. Try to understand that.

He was as incapable of imagining pain or danger to himself as he was incapable of conceiving the pain he caused others.

She had a lot to learn, in the way of books and music and how to dress and talk, but she would never have to learn humanity.

Se vorbeÈ™te despre mil? cu mare uÈ™urin??, ca È™i despre iubire, când de fapt este o pasiune pustiitoare È™i ambigu? pe care atât de puÈ›ini sunt capabili s-o resimt?.

Mila ardea în inima lui mocnit ca putregaiul. Nu va sc?pa de ea nicicând. ?tia din experien?? cum se stinge pasiunea È™i cum dispare dragostea, dar mila r?mânea întotdeauna. Nimic nu micÈ™ora vreodat? mila. Împrejur?rile vieÈ›ii o alimentau.

could see so well the kind of house that has no mercy

If I could suffer like you, I could heal like you.

The more we know the more we love.

Suffering is not increased by numbers: one body can contain all the suffering the world can feel.

Oh yes, people always, everywhere, loved their enemies. It was their friends they preserved for pain and vacuity.

Why did you give Querry Deo Gratias?' 'He's cured, but he's a burnt-out case, and I don't want to send him away. He can sweep a floor and make a bed without fingers or toes.' 'Our visitors are sometimes fastidious.' 'I assure you Querry doesn't mind. In fact he asked for him.

It's not easy to live with someone you've injured.

It was typical of Dr Hasselbacher that after fifteen years of friendship he still used the prefix Mr—friendship proceeded with the slowness and assurance of a careful diagnosis. On Wormold's death-bed, when Dr Hasselbacher came to feel his failing pulse, he would perhaps become Jim.

Not many men can have been so loved or have been forgiven so much [...]

Some people feed you with love," Tara said, "and some people love you with food.

Let's just say that I'm sensitive to all things rotten. Rotten movies. Rotten paintings. And, more than anything – rotten people . People who mistreat their children, never take their dogs for a decent walk, and yell at their wives for no reason.

When we turn from one brother, we turn from them all. Even when they have made a terrible mistake? Even then. We all make mistakes, lad. We need to appreciate them for what they are - lessons that can only be learned the hard way. Unless it's a fatal mistake, of course, but at least someone else can learn from that .

It gives me no pleasure to do this,' said Sharrowkyn. 'You are nothing to me, simply a rabid dog that needs to be put down.

Ah, children, pity level-crossing keepers, pity lock-keepers – pity lighthouse-keepers – pity all the keepers of this world (pity even school teachers), caught between their conscience and the bleak horizon…

And I remember some passage being read out somewhere, that there's no sinner so bad, so worthless, that God will ever let them slip through the net of his love... And whether he's up there or not, and whether he's got a net I don't know. But I think it's how it ought to be just between us. There ought to be at least one other person who won't let us slip through their net. No matter what we do, no matter what we've done. It's not a question of right or wrong. It's not a question of justice.

How do the various neurons that are scattered throughout the brain know that the individual is doing compassion meditation, mindfulness awareness, praying, or is an atheist meditating or thinking about self?

Amid all the bangs and the drama and the grand passions, it's kindness and just ordinary goodness that stands out in the end.

The Law of Unconditional Loving is a tough taskmaster. Once we taste the fruits of unconditional loving, we cannot go backward, we cannot become unaware ever again.