Quotes About Compassion

And if it's proud to have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts,' Miss Jenny struck in, flushed, 'she is proud. And if it's not, she is NOT.

full well knowing that, whatever little motes my beamy eyes may have descried in theirs, they belong to a kind, generous, large-hearted, and great people.

Sev onu," dedi gene. "Sev onu, sev onu! Yüzüne gülüyorsa sev onu. Yüre?inden yaral?yorsa gene sev. Ci?erini paramparça etse bile... insan büyüyüp geli?tikçe ald??? yaralar daha derinle?ir çünkü... ald?rma, sen gene sev onu, sev!

but once a month, or even once a year, of him, or any one who ever wronged you, you would forgive him in your heart, I know!

Job Trotter bowed low; and in spite of Mr. Weller's previous remonstrance, the tears again rose to his eyes. 'I never see such a feller,' said Sam. 'Blessed if I don't think he's got a main in his head as is always turned on.

Y cuando paso por el viejo camino no me sorprendo, sólo lo compadezco, si veo andando delante de mí a un niño inocente y soñador que se crea un mundo imaginario de su extraña experiencia y sórdido vivir.

it was always said of him, that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. May that be truly said of us, and all of us! And so, as Tiny Tim observed, God bless Us, Every One!

Charles Dickens

What have paupers to do with soul or spirit? It's quite enough that we let 'em have live bodies

It may be, that in the sight of Heaven, you are more worthless and less fit to live than millions like this poor man's child. Oh God! to hear the Insect on the leaf pronouncing on the too much life among his hungry brothers in the dust

Will you decide what men shall live, what men shall die? It may be, that in the sight of Heaven, you are more worthless and less fit to live than millions like this poor man's child. Oh

But Physician was a composed man, who performed neither on his own trumpet, nor on the trumpets of other people. Many wonderful things did he see and hear, and much irreconcilable moral contradiction did he pass his life among; yet his equality of compassion was no more disturbed than the Divine Master's of all healing was. He went, like the rain, among the just and unjust, doing all the good he could, and neither proclaiming it in the synagogues nor at the corner of streets.

No one is useless in this world,' retorted the Secretary, 'who lightens the burden of it for any one else

It made my heart ache to think of this miserable trifling, in the streets of a city where every stone seemed to call to me, as I walked along, 'Turn this way, man, and see what waits to be done!' So I decoyed myself into another train of thought to ease my heart.

As good as gold," said Bob, "and better. Somehow he gets thoughtful, sitting by himself so much, and thinks the strangest things you ever heard. He told me, coming home, that he hoped the people saw him in the church, because he was a cripple, and it might be pleasant to them to remember, upon Christmas Day, who made lame beggars walk and blind men see.

Comprendió claramente que el castigo de aquellos atormentados espíritus consistía en una ansia infinita de aliviar las desgracias humanas, careciendo de poder para ello.

This pure young feeling, this gentle and forbearing feeling of each towards the other, brought with it its reward in a softening light that seemed to shine on their position. The relations between them did not look wilful, or capricious, or a failure, in such a light; they became elevated into something more self-denying, honorable, affectionate, and true.

Love does not care to define and is never in a hurry to do so.

No one can sincerely try to help another without helping himself.

We are not just a skin-encapsulated ego, a soul encased in flesh. We are each other and we are the world.

When both sides of a controversy revel in the defeat and humiliation of the other side, in fact they are on the same side: the side of war.

It is the cry of the separate self, 'What about me?' As long as we keep acting from that place, it doesn't matter who wins the war against (what they see as) evil. The world will not deviate from its death-spiral.

Trust your intuition and be guided by love.

To conduct a revolution of love, we must reconnect with the reality of our system and its victims. When we tear away the ideologies, the labels, and the rationalizations, we show ourselves the truth of what we are doing, and conscience awakens. Bearing witness, then, is not a mere tactic; it is indispensable in a revolution of love. If love is the expansion of self to include another, then whatever reveals our connections has the potential to foster love. You cannot love what you do not know.