Quotes About Generosity

Devi chuckled a bit. "Money is nice," she said, her eyes glittering. "But the world is full of things that people would never sell. Favors and obligation are worth far, far more.

Money is nice, but the world is full of things that people would never sell. Favors and obligation are worth far, far more.

Por qué? Porque el orgullo nos hace hacer cosas extrañas, y porque la generosidad debe recompensarse con generosidad. Pero sobre todo porque me pareció lo correcto, y eso ya es razón suficiente.

Por quê? Porque o orgulho é uma coisa estranha, e porque a generosidade merece ser retribuída com generosidade. Mas foi sobretudo por me parecer a coisa certa, e essa é uma razão suficiente.

Graciousness is the luxury of the wise,

Por quê? Porque o orgulho é uma coisa estranha, e porque a generosidade merece ser retribuída com generosidade. Mas foi sobretudo por me parece a coisa certa, e essa é uma razão suficiente.

pride is a strange thing, and because generosity deserves generosity in return.

A heavy purse makes for a light heart

Because pride is a strange thing, and because generosity deserves generosity in return. But mostly because it felt like the right thing to do, and that is reason enough.

pride is a strange thing, and because generosity deserves generosity in return. But mostly because it felt like the right thing to do, and that is reason enough.

I knew that he was trying to do me a favor, and a few days ago I would have jumped at the opportunity for free shoes. But for some reason I didn't feel right about it. I quietly gathered up my things and left a pair of copper jots on his stool before I left. Why? Because pride is a strange thing, and because generosity deserves generosity in return. But mostly because it felt like the right thing to do, and that is reason enough.

y los amigos discutían para decidir a quién le tocaba pagar la ronda de cerveza.

in such generous form tonight when it comes

The smallest deed is greater than the grandest intention.

William Burroughs was simultaneously old and young. Part sheriff, part gumshoe. All writer. He had a medicine chest he kept locked, but if you were in pain he would open it. He did not like to see his loved ones suffer. If you were infirm he would feed you. He'd appear at your door with a fish wrapped in newsprint and fry it up. He was inaccessible to a girl but I loved him anyway.

Everyone had something to offer and nobody appeared to have much money. Even the successful seemed to have just enough to live like extravagant bums.

It's not that successful people are givers; it is that givers are successful people.

Give away everything you know, and more will come back to you.

Do not covet your ideas. Give away everything you know and more will come back to you.

Real love...is when you get as much pleasure from giving pleasure as you do from receiving it.

That's all I've ever dreamed of, Mr. Bones. To make the world a better place. To bring some beauty to the drab, humdrum corners of the soul. You can do it with a toaster, you can do it with a poem, you can do it by reaching out your hand to a stranger. It doesn't matter what form it takes. To leave the world a little better than you found it. That's the best a man can ever do.

By and large, Willy tried to be a good son. At those rare moments when he was able to stop thinking about himself, he even made a conscious effort to be nice to her [his mum]. If they had their differences, they were less a result of personal animosity than of starkly opposing world views.

How much money and time—and attention and emotional energy—should we spend on ourselves, on those close to us, and on strangers?

Dimitris Xygalatas finds that those who engage in high-pain rituals become more loving to their group and more generous as a result. And the more pain they experience, the more group-oriented they get. Importantly, this growing attachment to the group holds true not only for the participants themselves but also for those who watch their performance, who watch them on the long trek up the hill. These observers report feeling vicarious pain, and this brings them closer to their community.