Quotes About Altruism

?yilik, yola dü?en, yoldan toplanan bir ?ey de?ildir. Tesadüfen ele geçen bir ?ey de de?ildir. ?nsan iyili?i ancak ba?ka bir insandan ö?renir.

Our ambitions must be broad enough to include the aspirations and needs of others, for their sakes and for our own.

We cannot seek achievement for ourselves and forget about progress and prosperity for our community... Our ambitions must be broad enough to include the aspirations and needs of others, for their sakes and for our own.

The end of all education should surely be service to others.

Esistono amori che non siano egoismo, che non vogliano ridurre l'uomo o la donna al proprio comodo?

When we let go of the self, we are more inspired to work with others; and when we are generous to others, we realize that the self is lost.

We must try to think beyond our homes, beyond the fire burning in the fireplace, beyond sending our children to school or getting to work in the morning. We must try to think how we can help this world. If we don't help, nobody will. It is our turn to help the world.

Action without compassion is like planting a dead tree. It will never grow. But any action that contains compassion is planting a living tree that grows endlessly and never dies. Or even if the tree dies, it always leaves a seed behind, which will grow into another tree. That organic quality of compassion goes on and on and on.

sleeping—you should always take the attitude of being of benefit to all sentient beings.

reads: [1] May their evil deeds ripen in me. May all my virtue without exception ripen in them. [2] I offer all my profit and gain to sentient beings, those honorable ones; I will take on all loss and defeat. [3] May all the evil deeds and suffering of sentient beings ripen in me, and all my virtue and happiness ripen in sentient beings.

When you commit yourself to the bodhisattva path, the path of helping others, you feel as if you have done it before and you have been doing it all along. It is like living up to your inheritance, or taking over your parents' business. You feel that there is something quite natural and right about it.

If you give a gift with something behind it, with an ulterior motive that you feel good about, then you are still planting habitual patterns in the back of your mind.

From the utopian viewpoint, the United States constitution is a singularly hard-bitten and cautious document, for it breathes the spirit of skepticism about human altruism and incorporates a complex system of checks, balances and restrictions, so that everybody is holding the reins on everybody else.

The eleventh gift is Love. It will grow each time you give it away.

Let me explain something to you, Monsieur Bernard. Back in 1940, when this hell began, I realized that my first duty as a Christian was to overcome my self-centeredness, that I had to inconvenience myself when one of my human brethren was in danger—whoever he may be, or whether he was a born Frenchman or not. I've simply decided not to turn my back.

Did universal charity prevail, earth would be a heaven, and hell a fable.

Posthumous charities are the very essence of selfishness, when bequeathed by those who. when alive, would not have contributed.

Every time you do a good deed you shine the light a little farther into the dark. And the thing is, when you're gone that light is going to keep shining on, pushing the shadows back.

No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another.

A day wasted on others is not wasted on one's self.

A loving heart is the truest wisdom.

For you, and for any dear to you, I would do anything. I would embrace any sacrifice for you and for those dear to you. And when you see your own bright beauty springing up anew at your feet, think now and then that there is a man who would give his life, to keep a life you love beside you.

That glorious vision of doing good is so often the sanguine mirage of so many good minds.

And yet I love him. I love him so much and so dearly, that when I sometimes think my life may be but a weary one, I am proud of it and glad of it. I am proud and glad to suffer something for him, even though it is of no service to him, and he will never know of it or care for it.