Quotes About Compassion

A szeretet nem csak annyi, hogy birtokolni akarod a másikat, mint egy tárgyat, amit megláttál a boltban. Az csak vágy. Azt akarod, hogy hazavihesd, elhelyezed a lakásban, akár egy lámpát. A szeretet... olyan, mint amikor az apa kimenti a gyerekét az égÅ' házból, és közben maga hal meg. Amikor szeretsz valakit, megsz?nsz magadért élni, a másikért élsz.

they won't help a hurt man up from the gutter due to the obligation it imposes.

If you'll remember, helping people was one of the two basic things Fat has been told long ago to give up; helping people and taking dope. He had stopped taking dope, but all his energy and enthusiasm were now totally channeled into saving people. Better he had kept on with the dope.

Dr Stone wasn't insane; Stone was a healer. He held down the right job. Probably he healed many people and in many ways. He adapted his therapy to the individual, not the individual to the therapy.

Oh no, she said, still smiling; her eyes poured over with light, that of compassion. She understood how he felt, that this was not an impulse only. But the answer was still no, and, he knew, it would always

That's because you're a highly moral person. I'm not. I don't judge, not even myself.

When the senile patient awakens in the morning and asks for his mother, remind him that she is long since dead, that he is over eighty years old and living in a convalescent home, and that this is 1992 and not 1913 and that he must face reality and the fact that

He thought, We will miss Roberta Rockingham when she dies; of us, she is the most benign and stable. Because, he realized, she knows she is soon going to die.

Mercer held out a closed hand, palm up. 'Before I forget it, I have something of yours here.' He opened his fingers. On his hand rested the mutilated spider, but with its snipped-off legs restored. 'Thanks.' Isidore accepted the spider.

Her life won't differ much when her cancer returns," Maurice said finally. "Does she talk about her cancer?" "Yes." "To clerks in stores? Everyone she meets?" "Yes." "Okay, her life will differ; she'll get more sympathy. She'll be better off.

I'm sorry, she thought. But she said nothing. I can't save you or anybody else from being dark.

I used to condemn junkies, like they could get off the stuff if they really wanted to, and that is just as stupid as saying, You could grow eyes in the back of your head if you really wanted to.

Todo mundo sabe disso, todo mundo que já olhou sem poder fazer nada para uma pessoa doente ou moribunda, ou um animal doente ou moribundo, sentiu uma pena terrível, uma pena avassaladora, e percebeu que essa pena, por maior que pudesse ser, é totalmente inútil.

One of these days, people like me will rise up and overthrow you, and the end of tyranny by the homeostatic machine will have arrived. The day of human values and compassion and simple warmth will return, and when that happens someone like myself who has gone through an ordeal and who genuinely needs hot coffee to pick him up and keep him functioning when he has to function will get the hot coffee whether he happens to have a poscred readily available or not.

Oh no, she said, still smiling; her eyes poured over with light, that of compassion. She understood how he felt, that this was not an impulse only. But the answer was still no, and, he knew, it would always be;

If you'll remember, helping people was one of the two basic things Fat has been told long ago to give up; helping people and taking dope. He had stopped taking dope, but all his energy and enthusiasm were now totally channeled into saving people. Better he had kept on with the dope.

quando si vive dentro, al sicuro, e si guarda fuori, e il muro è percorso da corrente elettrica e le guardie sono armate, perché mai si dovrebbe pensare alle sofferenze altrui?

Das Leben einer Spinne ist genauso groß wie Ihres, und Ihres ist genauso groß wie meins. Ein Leben ist ein Leben.

You don't disappoint me. I like you very much. I'm sure it is the climate that's getting you down.

No juzgo a nadie, ni siquiera a mí mismo

In everyone there sleeps A sense of life lived according to love. To some it means the difference they could make By loving others, but across most it sweeps, As all they might have done had they been loved. That nothing cures.

And I came to believe that good and evil are names for what people do, not for what they are. All we can say is that this is a good deed, because it helps someone or that's an evil one because it hurts them. People are too complicated to have simple labels.

Seems to me- Lee said, feeling for the words, seems to me the place you fight cruelty is where you find it, and the place you give help is where you see it needed....

Seems to me the place to fight cruelty is where you find it, and the place you give help is where you see it needed.