Quotes About Compassion

i feel bad for her - i do. a damn shame, really, that i had to have a mother. it can't be easy having me for a son. nothing can prepare someone for that kind of disappointment.

I find myself looking into people's eyes more than I ever did before. And I realize, that's where we stop being a certain gender or color. Just look right into the center of the eye.

I hope suffering don't exist.

You're giving up. You're slipping into being miserable and if you are being miserable, then it's all about you again. But it's not all about you. Love doesn't work that way.

Do not just seek happiness for yourself. Seek happiness for all. Through kindness. Through mercy.

It was like everyone suddenly knew what mattered. Money didn't matter. Politics didn't matter. Tabloid news didn't matter. No-compassion mattered. Calm mattered. Respect mattered. Did it really take something of this magnitude to make us realize this?

That's the problem with having a moral code. We want to destroy the jerkish part of the jerks, but we want to save the human being underneath.

The more kindness and justice are challenged, the more we must embrace them. Only when you are challenged - and only when you challenge yourself - do you discover what truly matters.

The heart is a treacherous beast, but it means well.

Death is hard, and facing death is painful. But even more painful is the feeling that no one cares. To not have a friend in the world. Some of us died surrounded by loved ones. Some of us had loved ones who couldn't make it in time, who were too far away or just off getting some sleep. But there are also those us us who can tell you what it's like to have no one who you love, no one who loves you. It is very hard to stay alive just for your own sake.

I think that if you were somehow able to measure the weight of human kindness, it would have weighed more on 9/11 than it ever had. On 9/11, all the hatred and murder could not compare with the weight of love, of bravery, of caring. I have to believe that.

This, I think, is how people survive: Even when horrible things have been done to us, we can still find gratitude in one another.

detachment, n. Even when I detach, I care. You can be separate from a thing and still care about it.

Some people are given relatively fair lives. But others-they carry the burden of the unfairness of the world.

But I had a feeling I wasn't supposed to find her that way. She was not a needle. This was not a haystack. We were people, and people had ways of finding each other.

He's not doing it to hurt me. I have to believe that. He's doing it to make himself happy which just happens to hurt me.

When the shock wears off, you always hope there's understanding underneath.

Falling in love with someone doesn't mean you know any better how they feel. It only means you know how you feel.

What a horrible feeling that is, to know that if the disease [AIDS] had primarily affected PTA presidents, or priests, or white teenage girls, the epidemic would have been ended years earlier, and tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands of lives would have been saved.

You shouldn't have to venture deep down in order to get to love.

Even though you're not my type, gender-wise, you're my type, person-wise.

He's a fuckup, but he's my fuckup," and I thought, Oh, shit, I really shouldn't be relating to this, but I am, and so what? That has to be what love is—seeing what a mess he is and loving him anyway, because you know you're a mess, too, maybe even worse.

Even though you're not my type, gender wise, you're certainly my type, person-wise.

She's being kind. Which is much more a sign of character than mere niceness. Kindness connects to who you are, while niceness connects to how you want to be seen.