Quotes About Compassion

I hardly knew what to do. I wanted, of course, to rush down to Washington Square and grip the poor blighter silently by the hand; and then, thinking it over, I hadn't the nerve. Absent treatment seemed the touch. I gave it him in waves.

He was always in a sort of fever because he was dropping behind schedule with his daily acts of kindness. However hard he tried, he'd fall behind; and then you would find him prowling about the house, setting such a clip to try and catch up with himself that Easeby was rapidly becoming a perfect hell for man and beast.

She was a kind-hearted girl, and it irked her to have to be continually acting as a black frost in Freddie's garden of dreams.

Bertie, old man, said young Bingo earnestly, for the last two weeks I've been comforting the sick to such an extent that, if I had a brother and you brought him to me on a sick-bed at this moment, by Jove, old man, I'd heave a brick at him.

As we grow older and realize more clearly the limitations of human happiness, we come to see that the only real and abiding pleasure in life is to give pleasure to other people. One

In the past she had been compelled to describe this man as a hunk of cheese and to express the opinion that his crookedness was such as to enable him to hide at will behind a spiral staircase; but now, in the joy of this unexpected reunion, all these harsh views were forgotten.

I was exercised about the poor fish, as I am about all my pals, close or distant, who find themselves treading upon Life's banana skins.

If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life

Give me, for my life, all lives, give me all the pain of everyone, I'm going to turn it into hope. Give me all the joys, even the most secret, because otherwise how will these things be known? I have to tell them, give me the labors of everyday, for that's what I sing.

I have been a lucky man. To feel the intimacy of brothers is a marvelous thing in life. To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life. But to feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know, from those unknown to us, who are watching over our sleep and solitude, over our dangers and our weaknesses – that is something still greater and more beautiful because it widens out the boundaries of our being, and unites all living things.

Si nada nos salva de la muerte, al menos que el amor nos salve de la vida.

Maybe someone will know I didn't weave crowns to draw blood; that I faught against mockery; that I did fill the high tide of my soul with truth. I repaid vileness with doves.

De pronto no puedo decirte lo que yo te debo decir, hombre,perdóname; sabrás que aunque no escuches mis palabras no me eché a llorar ni a dormir y que contigo estoy sin verte desde hace tiempo y hasta el fin. I can't just suddenly tell you what I should be telling you, friend, forgive me; you know that although you don't hear my words, I wasn't asleep or in tears, that I am with you without seeing you for a good long time and until the end.

To feel the intimacy of brothers is a marvelous thing in life. To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life. But to feel affection that comes from those whom we do not know, from those unknown to us, who are watching over our sleep and solitude, over our dangers and our weaknesses---that is something still greater and more beautiful because it widens out the boundaries of our being and unites all living things.

I f nothing saves us from death, may love at least save us from life.

Give me the sorrow of the entire world, I will turn it into hope.

Quiero vivir en un mundo en el que los seres sean solamente humanos, sin darse en la cabeza con una regla, con una palabr, con una etiqueta... Quiero que la gran mayoría, la única mayoría, todos, puedan hablar, leer, escuchar, florecer. No entendí nunca la lucha sino para que ésta termine.

Soy un poeta sin ningún precepto pero digo, sin lástima y sin pena: no hay asesino bueno en mi concepto.

Someone will ask later, sometimes searching for a name, his own or someone else's why I neglected his sadness or his love or his reason or his delirium or his hardships: and he'll be right: it was my duty to name you, you, someone far away and someone close by, to name someone for his heroic scar, to name a woman for her petal, the arrogant one for his fierce innocence, the forgotten one for his famous obscurity. But I didn't have enough time or ink for everyone

Si hallas en un camino a un niño robando manzanas y a un viejo sordo con un acordeón, recuerda que yo soy el niño, las manzanas y el anciano. No me hagas daño persiguiendo al niño, no le pegues al viejo vagabundo, no eches al río las manzanas.

Como un vaso albergaste la infinita ternura

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How is it possible to be uninterested in other men and by virtue of what cold nonchalance can you detach yourself from the life that they supply so copiously?

today is a good day to give no one a hard time about anything, or today is a good day to give everyone a hard time about everything.