Quotes About Compassion

How are you feeling, Jack?" Barbossa asked solicitously. "Ill? Slightly unwell? Horribly unwell? Close to death? How close to death?

God's given your filthy slate the complete clean-up service – even the mess you haven't yet done. Least you can do is go easy on people who let you down every now and then.

He moves into story-telling mode again: a servant owes the king thousands, but the guy begs and the king lets him off. This same guy then goes straight round to someone who owes him just a hundred, starts laying into him for the money. But he's spotted and the king gets to hear. "How ungrateful can you get?" asks the king, and throws the guy in jail till he pays

By freeing the mind from its negative and neurotic patterns and liberating our inner potential, we experience a spontaneous response which will be helpful and beneficial to others.

Relax Remove pressure Have patience Ask questions Show you are there for them Love Love Love

I forgot for a second that he was my ancestral enemy, and felt bad for him; then i consoled myself that bird poop brings good luck

You lose a certain type of innocence when you experience this type of kindness. You lose your right to be a jaded cynic. You can no longer go back through the looking glass and pretend not to know what you know about kindness.

Human benevolence is totally unfair. We don't live in a kind or generous world, yet we are kind and generous.

You lose a certain kind of innocence when you experience this type of kindness. You lose your right to be a jaded cynic. You can no longer go back through the looking glass and pretend not to know what you know about kindness. It's a defeat, in a way.

I'm much better at bringing out the best in others than in myself. That's just the kind of person I am. I'm the scratchy stuff on the side of the matchbox.

How do you turn down the volume on your personal-drama earphones and learn how to listen to other people?

The purpose of our existence is not to kill each other. Neither is it to encourage or manipulate circumstances that would result in such acts.

It's hard to look the people you love in the face when they've seen you fuck up everything you touch. Sometimes, it's easier to rebuild your life if you're with someone who's been as low as you've been.

I pulled into Nazareth, was feelin' 'bout half-past deadI just need some place where I can lay my head."Hey, mister, can you tell where a man might find a bed?"He just grinned and shook my hand; "No" was all he said.

But it's hard to be judgmental about anybody when you're no angel yourself, so you live and let live without recognizing danger up ahead.

He not only had the gift of "reading" men and women, of seeing into their hearts, he also had the gift of putting himself in their place, of not just seeing what they felt but of feeling what they felt, almost as if what had happened to them had happened to him, too.

When connectedness to others is truly understood, hurting others simply becomes impossible. Ignoring the plight of others or failing to appreciate what they add to the world is also impossible. Connectedness inherently creates an interest in the welfare of others because it becomes indistinguishable from self-interest.

Sin lies only in hurting other people unnecessarily. All other "sins" are invented nonsense. (Hurting yourself is not a sin — just stupid.)

Sin lies only in hurting others unnecessarily. All other "sins" are invented nonsense.

People can forget when times are easy that bad things sometimes just happen, or they start to believe that bad things only happen to bad people, people who somehow brought it upon themselves.

Because beyond ensuring that a body has a name, dignity is one of the only things you can actually offer the dead.

Buddhas have more fun.

The world is what the individual makes it. A world of individuals is the intersubjective, collective mind field of all those individuals. Standing on the ground of freedom, we can see things afresh, enter relationships renewed and with a new purpose of sharing freedom and happiness. We can become poets and seers of reality. We can become great adepts, true individuals, agents of compassion. To live in a world is to be constantly creating that world. (p. 215)

When you become aware of your selflessness, you realize that any way you feel yourself to be at any time is just a relational, changing construction. When that happens, you have a huge inner release of compassion. Your inner creativity about your living self is energized, and your infinite life becomes your ongoing work of art. (p. 54)