Quotes About Compassion

Did you know that true love asks for nothing? Her Acceptance is the way we pay.

Late in life, after his mother had died, his father cried at baptisms and funerals and sappy movies on TV, age stripping away a final protective layer. Now Henry could feel the same softening taking place inside him, a helpless grief for the past and boundless pity for the world, and that was right too. No fool like an old fool.

People demanded of those who were suffering their way through the German autumn that they should learn from their misfortune. No one thought that hunger is a very bad teacher

It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile.

Don't judge me. You could be me in another life, another set of circumstances.

The cool contemplation of other people's suffering while one exhibits polished manners in a society that is deemed civil is only a shade less immoral than the direct infliction of suffering. Thus, civilization, as it is often practiced today, is really manufactured, inauthentic civilization.

As all human beings are, in my view, creatures of God's design, we must respect all other human beings. That does not mean I have to agree with their choices or agree with their opinions, but indeed I respect them as human beings.

Letiel put her hand on his arm, and smiled at him. He could feel her empathy. She too had been let down by men. How odd to find this affinity. He hadn't thought of that.

For his own reasons, Othman objected to those who sought to govern the movements of others of his kind. His movements, after all, would always be considered suspect. His heart went out to the Murkasters. He felt he knew exactly what had happened to them, and it was not a flight into exile.

The most beautiful hara do not have to be cruel or mean or jealous. It is in them to be courteous and kind. Why be otherwise when the world has been so kind to them?

Let your voice be soft, oh snarling one. Be kind to us.

I am not so proud as to think I'm capable of solving the world's problems on my own, whatever your opinion.

After a week, Lydia's few friends in the district had come to investigate her absence from their gatherings, and had taken charge. Ari remembered them; big women in loose dresses with bare legs or overalls and sandals. They rationed Lydia's alcoholic intake, cleaned the house, and talked in low, shocked voices that could not hide the relish and excitement they felt at this unexpected tragedy.

I will always love you. It's unconditional. There's not cost attached, I expected nothing from you, but I hope you can glean a small comfort from it, knowing at least someone in the world cares.

Lonely Ays, imprisoned in an icy structure he had built around his heart. Casmeer did not like this person, but neither could he abandon him. Not yet. Ays had a story, a life. It had to be written. A history had formed for Ays, a changeable history. Where had it come from?

Taziel looked at Daniel, and reached for his hand. He seemed so young and vulnerable.

He looked tired and stooped and Daniel thought with some discomfort that all he lacked was a crown of thorns.

The richness and variety of the human race enchanted him; he was not repelled by weaknesses or failings and was tolerant of most behaviours, even the least endearing. Difficult people interested him far more than those whose conversations and ideas inspired the spirit, or whose physical beauty constricted breath in the throat. He sought out the unusual, observing behaviour with cool yet committed interest. He loved them all.

If there were tears upon the face of the lamb, it was only fitting.

Love her, Louis, make her well. You must love your children.

You must always talk to me. My ears will hear and my heart will heal you.

Daniel's face looked up at him wondering, his arms around the shuddering form of Owen. They were beautiful. What had he been thinking of to abuse them? Hadn't his original purpose been to defend the children of humanity, to be their advocate? Why this?

Oh, I see, you care about the world. You green little queen!

Perhaps there was some truth in the implication Taropat had made. Merlan had taken Khaster's place in Tayven's mind. He was the weak and vulnerable one now, and Tayven felt he must help him as he couldn't have helped before.