Quotes About Compassion

If you want to leave the park and your child isn't ready to go, give her a hug and say, "You're really upset right now. I know you want to stay, but it's time to leave." Then hold your child and let her experience her feelings before you move on to the next activity. If you were instead to pamper your child by letting her stay at the park longer, she doesn't have the opportunity to learn from experience that she can survive disappointment.

One of the best ways of becoming an effective parent—or, for that matter, an effective human being—is to understand the perceptions of other people, to be able to "get into their world.

OPPOSITES ATTRACT: WHEN ONE PARENT IS KIND AND THE OTHER IS FIRM It is interesting to note that two people with these opposing philosophies often get married.

You can stand with your feet (or values) firmly rooted while still guiding your child with steady, gentle hands and a kind voice. This is not an easy task; it requires patience, energy, and boundless hope.

Guilt is the other side of compassion. Its original purpose was to enable you to empathize on an aware level with yourselves and other members of creaturehood, so that you could consciously control what was previously handled on a biological level alone. Guilt in that respect therefore has a strong natural basis, and when it is perverted, misused or misunderstood, it has that great terrifying energy of any runaway basic phenomenon.

A new pet given to a bereaved individual has saved more people from needing heart operations than any physician.

if you did not feel the need to kill animals to gain knowledge, then you would not have wars, either. You would understand the balances of nature far better.

Above all, we pray that they will make the journey from selfishness to true love. Whether together or single, this is a journey we all have to make. In a sense it is the real journey of life.

All children suffered their parents' worlds. If she had had a child of her own, would she have done any better? " Jane Rule. "Desert of the Heart

she had a cloth in her hands. She said, "Frankie hungry?

what would happen to others, not oneself. Rosanna thought that was what accounted for the crowd's

Arthur said, You must know that you don't love children for being good or bad. I know you know that. Why do you love them? Because you do, said Arthur. Because they don't know what's coming and maybe you do.

no matter how hard she tried to love them equally and for themselves, as Jesus loved all the little children, was now not the favorite. She thought of a phrase from the Bible—where, she did not know—"In all that has happened to

I must fill myself with sorrow if I am to give you what you want.

Their lips were too thin to ask forgiveness, and their minds too mean to understand love.

War is our backyard, famine our feast. Most fear the wind of our wings and even, in their hurt, pray for life. Only a few, a very few, truly pray for death. But we answer all their prayers with the same coin.

We're lucky we don't have to share. Lots of people have to—you told me so yourself." "Share?" Gittel had looked appalled. Chaim remembered the face she'd made at the time, adding, "Papa, we have so little, how could we possibly share?" He'd looked at her, shook his head. "Many people have far less, and that you must never forget.

People were dying around us, of starvation, tuberculosis, cholera, typhus, typhoid, deportation, influenza, heartbreak. Their lungs were filling up because of the cold. They were being shot for walking too quickly, staring too hard, not answering questions fast enough or answering too fast, or just because they wore the yellow star. To die was easy. To live was harder. Papa said to us, "We have chosen the more difficult path, that of life. Now we must walk it." We walked.

At least Em, long-suffering as she was, tried to give the child a bit of her heart, which - after all those years of living with Henry on that old gray farm in the middle of the gray prairie - was as dried up as an old pea. She tried, but she wasn't much good at it. It was a bit like trying to water a budding flower in the middle of a dry Kansas summer with a watering can poked through with holes.

One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. That word is love. (Sophocles) by Adam Harford, Duke of Harford, from the last page of Sophie's Salvation

Perhaps the best guide is treat people, everyone you meet with, with the politeness and consideration with which you would wish them to treat you? - Georgiana Darcy

Dulcibus est verbis mollis alendus amor which means By soft words must love be fostered

Ranger cradled my face in his hands, using his thumbs to wipe the tears from my eyes. The ceremony is over. Can you make it back to the car? I nodded. I'm okay now. Am I red and blotchy from crying? Yes, Ranger said, brushing a kiss across my forehead. I love you anyway. There's all kinds of love, I said. Ranger took me by the hand and led me back to the SUV. This is the kind that doesn't call for a ring. But a condom might come in handy. That's not love, I told him. That's lust.

Holy Crap,' Carolli said. 'You shot Jesus. That's gonna take a lot of Hail Marys.