Quotes About Compassion

Well, anyway, when I am grown up," said Anne decidedly, "I'm always going to talk to little girls as if they were too, and I'll never laugh when they use big words. I know from sorrowful experience how that hurts one's feelings.

Why should one hate you when you were so small? Could you be worth hating?

Plum puffs can't minister to a mind diseased or a world that's crumbling to pieces

The trouble with you, Anne, is that you're thinking too much about yourself. You should just think of Mrs. Allan and what would be nicest and most agreeable to her, said Marilla, hitting for once in her life on a very sound and pithy piece of advice. Anne instantly realized this.

A woman who has a sense of humor possesses no refuge from the merciless truth about herself. She cannot think herself misunderstood. She cannot revel in self-pity. She cannot comfortably damn any one who differs from her.

I never fancied cats much till I found the First Mate, he remarked, to the accompaniment of the Mate's tremendous purrs. I saved his life, and when you've saved a creature's life you're bound to love it. It's next thing to giving life.

I don't know whether it is any use forgiving people or not. Yes, it is, it makes you feel more comfortable yourself.

There is so much in the world for us all if we only have the eyes to see it, and the heart to love it, and the hand to gather it to ourselves.

Can I help you? said Jane. Though Jane herself had no inkling of it, those words were the keynote of her character. Any one else would probably have said, What is the matter? But Jane always wanted to help: and, though she was too young to realize it, the tragedy of her little existence was that nobody ever wanted her help.

How sympathetic you look, Anne…as sympathetic as only seventeen can look.

I saved his life, and when you've saved a creature's life you're bound to love it. It's next thing to giving life.

hate's got to be a disease with me.

Soul-ache doesn't worry folks near as much as stomach-ache.

I'd like to add some beauty to life," said Anne dreamily. "I don't exactly want to make people KNOW more... though I know that IS the noblest ambition... but I'd love to make them have a pleasanter time because of me... to have some little joy or happy thought would never have existed if I hadn't been born.

You know there are some people, like Matthew and Mrs. Allen, that you can love right off without any trouble. And there are others, like Mrs. Lynde, that you have to try very hard to love. You know you ought to love them because they know so much and are such active workers in the church, but you have to keep reminding yourself of it all the time or else you forget.

There is some good in every person if you can find it. It is a teacher's duty to find and develop it.

Valancy held Cissy close. She was suddenly happy. Here was someone who needed her – someone she could help. She was no longer a superfluity. Old things had passed away; everything had become new.

Oh, I think some parts of it are fine, conceded Davy. That story about Joseph now—it's bully. But if I'd been Joseph Iwouldn't have forgive the brothers. No, siree, Anne. I'd have cut all their heads off.

So said Mrs. Rachel to the wild rose bushes out of the fullness of her heart; but if she could have seen the child who was waiting patiently at the Bright River station at that very moment her pity would have been still deeper and more profound.

but it is sometimes a little lonely to be surrounded everywhere by a happiness that is not your own.

The trouble is you and Mrs Lynde don't understand each other. That is always what is wrong when people don't like each other. - Anne Shirley

Oh, they meant to be – I know they meant to be just as good and kind as possible. And when people mean to be good to you, you don't mind very much when they're not quite – always.

But you like to cry over stories? Oh, yes, in the middle of them. But I like everything to come right at last. I must have one pathetic scene in it, said Anne thoughtfully. I might let ROBERT RAY be injured in an accident and have a death scene. No, you mustn't kill BOBBY off, declared Diana, laughing. He belongs to me and I want him to live and flourish. Kill somebody else if you have to. For

You couldn't really expect a person to pray very well the first time she tried, could you?