Quotes About Compassion

A little thought can save a lot of lives.

Tell her, that we are so sorry she has to die.

I should have tried to save you," I whisper.

My heart is so crowded already," whispered Hazard. "But I'm sure the others will make room for Thalia. She is not a very big bat.

motivated by his desire to keep her alive and his anger at the Gamemakers' negligence. An argument could be made for basic decency there.

You haven't hurt people — you've given them an opportunity.

It's meant to be pretty," whispers Octavia, and I can see the tears threatening to spill over her lashes. Posy considers this and says matter-of-factly, "I think you'd be pretty in any color." The tiniest of smiles forms on Octavia's lips. "Thank you.

I can't help laughing, really laughing, for the first time in months. Peeta just shakes his head like I've lost my mind - and maybe I have, a little.

How despicable we must seem to you

Having an eye for beauty isn't the same thing as a weakness," Peeta points out. "Except possibly when it comes to you.

While I was wallowing around on the floor of that cellar, thinking only of myself, he was here, thinking only of me. Shame isn't a strong enough word for what I feel.

La gente amable consigue abrirse paso hasta mí y quedárseme dentro, y

Getting the broth into Peeta takes an hour of coaxing, begging, threatening, and yes, kissing,

I buoni hanno un modo tutto loro di entrarmi nel cuore e metterci le radici. E non posso lasciare che lo faccia Peeta. Non dove stiamo andando

We have to stop viewing one another as enemies. At this point, unity is essential for our survival.

And then it hits me. They already have. They have kiled her father in those wretched mines. They have sat by as she almost starved to death. They have chosen her as a tribute, then made her watch her sister fight to the death in the Games. She has been hurt far worse than I had at the age of twelve. And even that pales in comparison with Rue's life.

But that means the pups are starving to death, too. Not just the big rats," said Gregor. "Doesn't that bother you?" "Of course it bothers me!" Mareth shook his head and sighed. "It is so hard for you to know what it is like for us here, Gregor.

It didn't occur to me until the next morning that the boy might have burned the bread on purpose. Might have dropped the loaves into the flames, knowing it meant being punished, and then delivered them to me. But I dismissed this. It must have been an accident. Why would he have done it? He didn't even know me. Still, just throwing me the bread was an enormous kindness that would have surely resulted in a beating if discovered. I couldn't explain his actions.

Boots' courage might only count when she could count, but her ability to love counted all the time.

I want to interrupt the taping and beg Finnick's forgiveness for every false thought I've ever had about him.

Yo también —reconozco, aunque no sé qué decirle sobre las consecuencias de matar a una persona, sobre cómo esa persona sigue dentro de ti para siempre.

There had been moments when Gregor thought he'd sensed a genuine compassion in the rat, behind the sarcasm and the snarls.

Creo que Peeta dio con la tecla al comentar que nos destruyéramos entre nosotros para dejar que otra especie más decente ocupara nuestro lugar. Porque algo falla estrepitosamente en unas criaturas capaces de sacrificar a sus hijos para zanjar sus diferencias. Da igual cómo se justifique.

At least Finnick doesn't applaud or act all happy when it's done. He just says, "People should know that happened. And now they do.