Quotes About Compassion

Her impulse, her need, to be the corrector of injustices, warden of the downtrodden flock. And

Dar hoÈ›ia era singurul p?cat de neiertat, numitorul comun al tuturor p?catelor posibile. Când ucizi un om, furi o via??. Furi dreptul soÈ›iei de a avea un soÈ›, le iei copiilor dreptul de a avea un tat?. Când spui o minciun?, furi cuiva dreptul la adev?r. Când înÈ™eli, furi dreptul la corectitudine. Nu exist? ceva mai mârÈ™av decât furtul.

the world didn't see the inside of you, that it didn't care a whit about the hopes and dreams, and sorrows, that lay masked by skin and bone.

A lot of kids died. Dysentery, TB, hunger—you name it. Mostly, that damn dysentery. God, Laila. I saw so many kids buried. There's nothing worse a person can see.

Existuje spôsob, ako sa staÃ…Â¥ zase dobrým...

Seseorang yang tidak memiliki kesadaran, tidak memiliki kebaikan, tidak akan pernah menderita.

Dan inilah yang aku inginkan untuk kau pahami bahwa kebaikan, kebaikan yang nyata, muncul akibat rasa bersalah.

But I think a big part of the reason I didn't care about Soraya's past was that I had one of my own. I knew all about regret.

Ask him where his shame is. He says this is war. There is no shame in war. Tell him he's wrong. War doesn't negate decency. It demands it, even more than in times of peace.

Une isha si nje pacient qe nuk i thote dot mjekut se ku i dhemb, por vetem qe ka dhembje.

So many gods, so many creeds, so many paths that wind and wind When just the art of being kind is all that the sad world needs.

Oh the gladness of her gladness when she's glad, And the sadness of her sadness when she's sad; But the gladness of her gladness, And the sadness of her sadness, Are as nothing, Charles, To the badness of her badness when she is bad.

longer the pointed finger of condemnation, but the extended hand of hope; and an entire generation is recognizing this like never before, and reaching out for it.

He wished he had some kind of X-ray vision for the human heart.

his discomfort seemed to soften her, for when he met her eyes again, they were kind.

For this is what I have learned, in my short life: do not act out of anger. Act from love or not at all. I have seen it, how anger makes a space for what I must call evil.

I suppose I want him to be happy," she said at last. "Whatever in life makes him happy, I want him to have that. I don't care what it is, as long as he grows up to be good and true to himself.

For this is what I have learned, in my short life: do not act out of anger. Act from love or not at all.

Why did she [Madame Curie] seek to tame this mystery, which in the hands of others turned a multitude to ashes? Her work exploded with the violence of a thousand suns, but I must tell her that it was not her fault, the way they twisted her creation, tampered with her dreams. I will tell her. They said she was inhuman, heartless, but it is not so. She is here now. Weeping, she awaits me, She is carrying balm for our hands. [p, 56]

For the rest of his life, he realized, he would be torn like this, aware of Phoebe's awkwardness, the difficulties she encountered in the world simply by being different, and ye propelled beyond all this by her direct and guileless love. By her love, yes, and, he realized...by his own new and strangely uncomplicated love for her.

The love was within her all the time, and its only renewal came from giving it away.

The love was within her all the time and its only renewal came from giving it away The Memory Keeper's Daughter

I'm not going to pick her up and carry her screaming to the basement," Trent said. "It's a workday. Besides, she has a crutch." "Crutch or no, she's hurt!" Ceri protested. "I mean," Trent said intently, "she can hit me with it if I do something she doesn't like.

I gestured my frustration. "I don't know. She's much better already. She wasn't talking half an hour ago. Look at her now." We all turned, finding Ceri sobbing quietly and drinking her tea in small reverent sips as the pixy girls hovered over her. Three were plating her long, fair hair and another was singing to her. Okay," I said as we turned back. "Bad example.