Quotes About Compassion

And now Michael would go to prison all over again—he'd do it twice—to help that kid cross the damned street.

And Ariadne was crying. "You get that," she said, her voice thick. "How come you can get that for my baby, but you can't get it for you?

Are you the child of divorce, Tino? Did anybody you know die? Did you ever, once, not have enough to eat?" "No, sir," Tino said, shamed.

So you tell Dad, and you two can make your peace with me not being the son you planned on. And I hope you decide to love the son you have." He took a deep breath and saw her expression transition from shock to irritation to hurt.

you don't have to be a saint to want to be treated like a human being, do you know that? Yes, I know he's an addict. So the hell what? You don't write him off because of it. You don't write me off because I care for him. We're people, that's all. Miserable, stupid, fucked-up people, and all we have in this world to hold on to is each other. Can you understand that?

But that was okay, because Grant laughed too and met Mackey's eyes in a moment of understanding for just the both of them. He'd hurt too.

many of the "bad guys" were simply lost, addicted, and hungry. He had learned that many of the "good guys" were bullies, excited about using their power simply because they could.

I'm sorry your friend died back when you were a lost child, mal'chik, but I am not sorry it was not you. Of all the fucking awful things I did as a mother, seeing you grown is the one I will not regret.

Dane lowered his ear to make out what Clay was saying. It sounded like "Please get better, please get better, please get better…." And Dane closed his eyes and steeled his cynical heart and prayed.

Until Quinlan had sobbed in his arms, he hadn't realized what an act of bravery falling in love was.

But he didn't have any toys," she said softly.

Yes, it's hard to understand," Mikhail growled back. "You have this… this magnificent heart, and you just… try to throw it away. How could you do it?

I don't care if it's a mosque, a monastery, or a motherfucking cathedral. The next time that man wants to take you to a holy place and thank a higher power for you, go with him. And thank God personally, from me, that you have somebody who loves you like you deserve.

You don't love people at their best, sweetheart. You just love them because you can't help it.

People shouldn't be given up," she said, her voice sinking. "Not if they make you happy." He smiled a little.

Dad was close to the kid, and he was devastated. He came home and yelled at the kitchen table for having dings in it, and at the counters for being old, and then he sat on the kitchen floor and cried. Mom came out of her room and sat down next to him, and they cried together,

Maybe love was love when your best friend changed everything that was wrong in his life so he could be the person you needed most.

Until this moment he'd never realized that Seth did that because being here on planet Earth hurt. Oh Seth. All those times you were so dreamy—except when you were playing music. Or with me. Did the world hurt so very much?

The point was nobody was enough all the time. That was what being partners was about. One person got to spaz the fuck out, and the other person got to hold the other guy's hand, and then they switched places.

Your touch on the lives of others is like the touch of no one else. The "fingerprints" you leave on someone's heart can be traced back to no one but you. Amy Nappa, A Woman's Touch

The Watcher lived for one thing and one thing only; fighting for the oppressed.

No mother can tolerate seeing her children hurting. To know that she was the cause of their suffering was the worst part, far worse than the pain, and she hated herself for it.

Childress's

I haven't known you long, but I recognize you. You're the one who pulls strangers out of fires." She paused. "It's what you do, it's who you are.