Quotes About Compassion

I suppose building a healthy family is possible. Maybe what children really need is simple. Maybe they just need somebody to show them it's okay to be human.

I wondered how beautiful it might be to think of others as more important than myself. I wondered at how peaceful it might be not to be pestered by that childish voice that wants for pleasure and attention.

But people are much more likely to trust a leader if they know he is compassionate and forgiving of mistakes. And trust, of course, is the essential building block for successful relationships.

your business, and your brand must first let people know what you care about and that you care about them.

Now people matter.

Sometimes understanding other people's problems is the key to finding opportunities.

Shhh. Stop trying to carry the whole world on your shoulders. Let someone hold you. Let me.

We work in a profession that has consequences for the heart

Nieddu's gesture came of the same mysterious, irresistible urge to make things better for other people. For a relative, for a stranger: the urge to make things better was in our marrow.

We train ourselves to overlook or ignore them; sometimes these failures of character even fill us with a special kind of tenderness that has nothing whatsoever in it of a sense of superiority.

say something like that? The poor boy

Brunetti remembered when they found themselves with an excessive catch, they chose to give it away, rather than watch it rot.

It's more important to understand people than to forgive them.

Brunetti had once come across the term 'compassion fatigue', but thought that the oh-so-clever press had got it wrong, and the term should really be, 'horror fatigue'.

love trumped principle. Paola tossed out these things

Who cares? If he is good to you? None of us ever find enough kindness in the world, do we?

Forgive me, for all the things I did but mostly for the ones I did not.

It didn't occur to me then, though it certainly does now, that it was years since I'd roused myself from my stupor of misery and self-absorption; between anomie and trance, inertia and parenthesis and gnawing my own heart out, there were a lot of small, easy, everyday kindnesses I'd missed out on; and even the word `kindness' was liking rising from unconsciousness into some hospital awareness of voices, and people, from a stream of digitized machines.

She looked up at me, her eyes large with compassion, with understanding of the solitude and incivility of grief.

Only occasionally did I notice the chain on the finch's ankle, or think what a cruel life for a little living creature—fluttering briefly, forced always to land in the same hopeless place.

I see that as usual I've gone on too long and that I'm running out of room, but I do hope that you are happy and well, and it's all a little less lonely out there than you may have feared. If there's anything I can do for you back here, or if I can help you in any way, please know that I will.

Te sorprendería saber hasta qué punto las pequeñas cosas cotidianas pueden sacarnos de nuestra desesperación.

Deprendi miserum et

It is a terrible thing to learn as a child that one is a being separate from all the world, that no one and no thing hurts along with one's burned tongues and skinned knees, that one's aches and pains are all one's own. Even more terrible, as we grow older, to learn that no person, no matter how beloved, can ever truly understand us.