Quotes About Compassion

Do you feel for the man hungry enough to steal?" Commander Ga asked as they drove by. "Or for the men who must hunt him down?" "Isn't it the bird who suffers?" Sun Moon asked.

Jun Do held the book, felt its soft cover. "I could read some with you," she said. "Do you know of Christ?" Jun Do nodded. "I've been briefed on him.

He'd spent his life with orphans, he understood their special plight, so he didn't hate them like most people did. He just wasn't one of them.

K? iztur?ties, sastopot homoseksu?li? Nor?diet, ka tas jums ir kaut kas nepieredz?ts, jo j?su dzimtaj? pus? t?du cilv?ku nav. P?c tam izturieties pret vi?u k? pret jebkuru ?u?hes p?tnieku, kas ieradies no ?rvalst?m, piem?ram, no Birmas, Ukrainas vai Kubas.

Please know that news of your country's complete collapse was met with sadness in our nation.

Let this story be an inspiration when dealing with the weak-minded who share your communal housing blocks and the selfish who use all the soap in your group bathing wells. Know that change is achievable and that happy endings do come, for this story promises to have the happiest ending you will ever hear

Nonc is on his side, looking at a boy whose breathing is untroubled for all he's been through, though there's a lack of shine in his eyes, as if the little light in him might someday go out. His breath is clean and perfect, though, sweet-smelling.

Life is mostly froth and bubble, Two things stand like stone -- Kindness in another's trouble, Courage in your own.

Then again, you only live a few times, so why not be happy? Why be hard on yourself? Why be hard on yourself for who you had been in a previous life? Why be hard on yourself for who you had been before you'd understood the laws? Especially when you couldn't—if you were being honest with yourself—you couldn't really be sure you understood the laws now? Like maybe the laws weren't even

The goodness of our intentions was in direct correlation to the heights from which we condescended to each other.

Bo kto nie by? ni razu cz?owiekiem, Temu cz?owiek nic nie pomo?e.

Nie ?am twych r?czek, niewiasto m?oda, Nie p?acz, i r?czek, i oczu szkoda. Ten, po kim p?aczesz, wzajem nie b?y?nie Okiem ku tobie, r?ki nie ?ci?nie.

Miej serce i patrzaj w serce!

Unkindness involves a failure of the imagination so acute that it threatens not just our happiness but our sanity. Caring

Kindness consistently preoccupies us, and yet most of us are unable to live a life guided by it.

Before you have children, the novelist Fay Weldon once said, you can believe you are a nice person: after you have children you understand how wars start.

When God is dead, kindness is permitted. When God is dead, kindness is all that people have.

Kindness—that is, the ability to bear the vulnerability of others, and therefore of oneself—has become a sign of weakness (except of course among saintly people, in whom it is a sign of their exceptionality).

The nineteenth-century abolitionist preacher Theodore Parker said that the moral arc of the world tends towards justice

Americans are blessed with great plenty we are a generous people and we have a moral obligation to assist those who are suffering from poverty, disease, war and famine.

Mercy to the guilty is cruelty to the innocent.

Though our brother is upon the rack, as long as we ourselves are at ease, our senses will never inform us of what he suffers. They never did and never can carry us beyond our own persons, and it is by the imagination only that we form any conception of what are his sensations...His agonies, when they are thus brought home to ourselves, when we have this adopted and made them our own, begin at last to affect us, and we then tremble and shudder at the thought of what he feels.

Dearness is the order of the day

Misery loves company, but company does not reciprocate.