Quotes About Compassion

But who are you to say a person should be put away? I think perhaps all of us go a little crazy at times.

It's all right,' he said, wondering at the same time why there were no better words, why there never are any better words to answer fear and grief and loneliness. 'It's all right, believe me.

My name is Hugo. No, just Hugo. That's all they ever called me at the Home. I lived at the Home ever since I can remember, and the Sisters were very kind to me. The other children, they would not play with me because of my back and my squint but the Sister's were kind. They didn't call me "Crazy Hugo'' and make fun of me because I couldn't recite. They didn't get me in the corner and hit me and make me cry.

Womanliness means only motherhood; All love begins and ends there.

And man, whose heav'n-erected face The smiles of love adorn Man's inhumanity to man Makes countless thousands mourn!

Para los demás, él no era más que un nombre y un apellido. Pero Nina Citrone lo había reconocido como persona, había visto en él una amabilidad cuya existencia él mismo desconocía.

There isn't so much love in the world that you can turn it away when it's offered.

Kyle was my friend. You have to take care of your friends.

Mrs. Bartello opened the screen wider, her eyes bunching with sorrow. "I'm sorry. You don't know. I'm sorry. Donna passed away." Holman felt himself slow as if he had been drugged; as if his heart and breath and the blood in his veins were winding down like a phonograph record when you pulled the plug. First Richie, now Donna. He didn't say anything, and Mrs. Bartello's sorrowful eyes grew knowing. She

For the longest time, Mimi Warren did not move, then she looked at me and said, "I don't feel anything." I said, "Kid, you've had so much done to you that the part that feels went dead a long time ago." Maybe Carol Hillegas could fix it. Mimi cocked her head the way a bird will, as if I'd said something curious, and smiled. "Is that what you think?

She looked at our hands, twined there in her lap. "I know you want to help me through this. You already have, and I'm grateful, but you can't help me anymore." She tugged at my hand, and when I looked over I think she was trying not to cry. "I will not have my life defined by triangles. It's not fair to you, and it's not fair to me. Richard is my mistake, and I have to live with it." I didn't know what to say.

An older woman wearing breeches and riding boots pushed a stroller out of a driveway and into the street. I stopped to let her cross. She smiled, thanking me. I smiled, saying take your time. A tiny hand reached from the stroller and waved at the sky.

Fifteen minutes later I parked behind Teri Haines's Saturn and went to the door. I kind of expected to find the house in smoking ruins, but I guess Charles had passed out from overeating. Lighten up, Cole. He's only a kid. Sure. They probably said that when Attila was a kid, too.

I hoped that the love helped with his pain.

Buddy, feel what's true to you. If you want to talk about this stuff, or anything, twenty-four-seven, I'm yours. If not, then not, but I'm here.

Primul pas spre iertare este s? recuno?ti c? e?ti furios ?i acesta poate fi cel mai dificil pas. Prima persoan? pe care iertarea o schimb? este chiar persoana care iart?.

Joseph was left for dead by his jealous brothers, yet he rose to power in Egypt. Having the opportunity to punish those same brothers years later, he instead showed unconditional love, embracing and helping them before they ever repented.

those who will not forgive for themselves or for the sake of the offender will be motivated to forgive because they see that they hurt others by deciding to hold on to resentment.

Forgiving is a choice. It is a gift given to someone who doesn't deserve it.

Margaret Holmgren, a philosopher at Iowa State University, believes that the one who forgives shows self-respect because the forgiver refuses to be controlled by the bitterness of that injustice any longer.

Must the Forgiver Trust the Offender? The simple answer is no. This should put to rest the fear that forgiving opens oneself to being injured again. On the contrary, forgiving is one of the best ways to stop a pattern of repeated injury.

Love wants the best for others, and the best is that they no longer offend. If we are complicit in the offense, as in the case of giving money to a compulsive gambler knowing that he may squander it, then we are not showing love. Forgiveness is free; trust must be earned. Sometimes trust is never justified.

No one deserves to be abused, and anger is the proper response to unjust abuse.

Life is about heart. Yours is as big as any kid's I've ever coached. Don't you ever forget that.