Quotes About Compassion

What virtue is there in a man who demonstrates goodness because he has been bred to it? It is his habit from youth. But a man who has known unkindness and want, for him to be kind and charitable to those who have been the cause of his misfortunes, that is a virtuous man.

I reached up to press a kiss to his cheek. "Do not be too angry with Father. He did not mean it not really." "Angry? I feel rather sorry for him. We are kindred spirits," he observed with a wry twist of his mouth. "How so?" "We both suffer because you will not understand how utterly essential you are to our happiness.

If there is one thing I have learnt in my years of Good Works, it is that thinking of others can be a blessed respite from thinking of oneself.

Have you ever looked a starving beggar in the eye and thought that the privileges you enjoy are nothing more than a whim of the cosmos?

Sometimes I helps a few of the other girls out," she told him, raising her chin. "Long Bet needed new boots last week, and Mary Jane lacked a few shillings to renting her own room. She's got a snug little place of her own, just around the corner," she added. The dreams in this part of the city were as small and pinched as the faces. Four walls to call one's own. A hot meal, a pair of shoes with sound soles.

It isn't kindness to give a thirsty man water," she said. "It is human decency.

Six-year-olds can't be assholes," Mary Alice says. "The fact that you think they can says a lot." "Yeah, it says that you've clearly never met a six-year-old.

The world would be a rather better place if we looked only for God in one another. -- Harry Cavendish

I think all God really expects is a little common sense and kindness out of us. Surely He's too busy to keep a tally of all our misdeeds. That would make Him nothing more than a sort of junior clerk with a very important sense of Himself, wouldn't it?

Every person who identifies female and has rage. I feel you, sister. This one's for you.

Here, Mary Alice. Drink this and I'll see if I can find you a flashlight." Mary Alice furrowed her brow. "Flashlight?" "To find the stick up your ass. Let me know if you need a hand getting it out," Natalie said sweetly.

I know it's hard when you can't fix what's wrong for those you love. In those times, you have to be there as support to help them make it through.

That's what people do who love you. They put their arms around you and love you when you're not so lovable.

It made me wonder how many times we forgive just because we don't want to lose someone, even if they don't deserve our forgiveness.

And pity--people who inspire it in you are actually very powerful people. To get someone else to take care of you, to feel sorry for you--that takes a lot of strength, smarts, manipulation. Very powerful people.

The most basic and somehow forgettable thing is this: Love is not pain. Love is goodness.

This is what happens when nice people are pushed too far. We give too many chances, and so when we've finally had enough, we are well and truly done. When a nice person shuts a door on you, it's shut for good.

I thought I might cry, the way you do when someone gives you some kindness when you most need it but when it seems the most surprising thing.

Most people, it seems like they've only got one part of the equation down. Caring for themselves, or caring for someone else. And I'v learned how important it is to have both.

so what brings you to the doctor today?" "hmm, im afraid i have the chronic desire to save people" "i know about that. i've got it too. maybe it's catching." "not catching enough

I am beginning to think there are two kinds of people," she said. I waited. "Those who forgive themselves too easily but will not forgive others." "And?" I asked. "Those that forgive others too easily but will not forgive themselves.

When you raise an animal, you live it like your own child.

I vow... "to not let the back & forth of forgiveness interrupt the steadiness of love.

This is not to say I don't feel my own grief, which can hit powerfully at unexpected times. It's just that the telling does not automatically bring on my own upset, as people assume. I deal more with their reaction than they do with mine, and so you have to choose your timing.