Quotes About Compassion

Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass, Be not afraid of my body.

Behold I do not give lectures or a little charity, when I give I give myself.

I am of old and young, of the foolish as much as the wise, Regardless of others, ever regardful of others, Maternal as well as paternal, a child as well as a man, Stuffed with the stuff that is course, and stuffed with the stuff that is fine, one of the nation, of many nations, the smallest the same and the the largest

poor boy! I never knew you, Yet I think I could not refuse this moment to die for you, if that would save you

My spirit has pass'd in compassion and determination around the whole earth. I have look'd for equals and lovers an found them ready for me in all lands, I think some divine rapport has equalized me with them

And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud.

The poet judges not as a judge judges but as the sun falling around a helpless thing.

Thought Of equality- as if it harm'd me, giving others the same chances and rights as myself- as if it were not indispensable to my own rights that others possess the same.

Apart from the pulling and hauling stands what I am, Stands amused, complacent, compassionating, idle, unitary, Looks down, is erect, or bends an arm on an impalpable certain rest, Looking with side-curved head curious what will come next, Both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it.

I do not ask who you are, that is not important to me,   You can do nothing and be nothing but what I will infold you.

Of all the earth her heart most full of sorrow because most full of love.

For who but I should understand love, with all its sorrow and joy?

Agonies are one of my changes of garments; I do not ask the wounded person how he feels . . . . I myself become the wounded person, My hurt turns livid upon me as I lean on a cane and observe.

This is what you shall do: love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labour to others

In all people I see myself, none more and not one a barley-corn less, And the good or bad I say of myself I say of them.

I am of old and young, of the foolish as much as the wise, Regardless of others, ever regardful of others, Maternal as well as paternal, a child as well as a man, Stuffed with the stuff that is coarse, and stuffed with the stuff that is fine

In all people I see myself, none more and not one barley-corn less, And the good or bad I say of myself I say of them.

whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud

You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me, You shall listen to all sides and filter them from yourself.

This is the meal pleasantly set . . . . this is the meat and drink for natural hunger, It is for the wicked just the same as the righteous . . . . I make appointments with all, I will not have a single person slighted or left away, I will not have a single person slighted or left away, The keptwoman and sponger and thief are hereby invited . . . . the heavy-lipped slave is invited . . . . the venerealee is invited, There shall be no difference between them and the rest.

In all people I see myself, none more and not one a barleycorn less, And the good or bad I say of them.

It is not upon you alone the dark patches fall, the dark threw its patches down upon me also...

Whoever degrades another degrades me, And whatever is done or said returns at last to me. Through me the afflatus surging and surging, through me the current and index. I speak the pass-word primeval, I give the sign of democracy, By God! I will accept nothing which all cannot have their counterpart of on the same terms.

This is what you should do: Love the earth and sun and animals, Despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks, Stand up for the stupid and crazy, Devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, Argue not concerning God, Have patience and indulgence toward the people... Reexamine all you have been told in school or church or in any book, Dismiss what insults your very soul, And your flesh shall become a great poem.