Quotes About Compassion

Tact is the intelligence of the heart.

After listening to thousands of pleas for pardon to offenders, I can hardly recall a case where I did not feel that I might have fallen as my fellow man had done, if I had been subjected to the same demoralizing influences and pressed by the same temptations.

Here's to one of the most beautiful, kind, thoughtful people I have ever known . . . You are getting more like me every day.

The office of president requires the constitution of an athlete, the patience of a mother, the endurance of an early Christian.

Toleration is the best religion.

Travel teaches toleration.

Those who are unhappy have no need for anything in this world but people capable of giving them their attention.

O Lord! Unhappy is the man whom man can make unhappy.

He who hates vice hates men.

What a pity human beings can't exchange problems. Everyone knows exactly how to solve the other fellow's.

I wish to become rich, so that I can instruct the people and glorify honest poverty a little, like those kind-hearted, fat, benevolent people do.

All cruelty springs from weakness.

When we do evil, We and our victims Are equally bewildered.

Why inflict pain on oneself, when so many others are ready to save us the trouble?

The sun also shines on the wicked.

Avoid witticisms at the expense of Others.

By nice women . . . you probably mean selfish women who have no more thought for the underprivileged, overworked women than a pussycat in a sunny window for the starving kitten in the street. Now in that sense I am not a nice woman, for I do care.

Speaking words of endearment where words of comfort availed not.

This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me.

We can always get along better by reason and love of truth than by worry of conscience and remorse. Harmful are these, and evil.

Being disabled gave me an immense advantage. People are kinder to you. It puts you on a different level than if you go into a situation whole and secure.

A certain Samaritan... bound up his wounds, pouring in oil and wine.

In any really good subject, one has only to probe deep enough to come to tears.

Two wrongs do not make a right.