Quotes About Kindness

Oh, I don't mean you're handsome, not the way people think of handsome. Your face seems kind. But your eyes - they're beautiful. They're wild, crazy, like some animal peering out of a forest on fire.

Goodness can be found sometimes in the middle of hell.

Those faces you see every day on the streets were not created entirely without hope: be kind to them: like you they have not escaped.

You begin saving the world by saving one person at a time; all else is grandiose romanticism or politics.

people are not good to each other. perhaps if they were our deaths would not be so sad.

mercy, I think, doesn't the human race know anything about mercy?

I lapsed into my pathetic cut-off period. Often with humans, both good and bad, my senses simply shut off, they get tired, I give up. I am polite. I nod. I pretend to understand because I don't want anybody to be hurt. That is the one weakness that has lead me into the most trouble. Trying to be kind to others I often get my soul shredded into a kind of spiritual pasta. No matter. My brain shuts off. I listen. I respond. And they are too dumb to know that I am not there.

The world had somehow gone too far, and spontaneous kindness could never be so easy.

There were no judgments to be made, yet out of necessity one had to select. Beyond good and evil was all right in theory, but to go on living one had to select: some were kinder than others, some were simply more interested in you, and sometimes the outwardly beautiful and inwardly cold were necessary. The kinder ones fucked better, really, and after you were around them a while they seemed beautiful because they were.

how can you be true and kind at the same time? how?

Even the most horrible human being on earth deserves to wipe his ass.

Why can't you be decent to people? she asked. Fear, I said.

That is the one weakness that has lead me into the most trouble. Trying to be kind to others I often get my soul shredded into a kind of spiritual pasta.

Bun?tatea putea fi uneori g?sit? în mijlocul iadului.

I'm on the cross. be kind and they put you on the cross. that son of a bitch on his couch talking about Mahler and Kant and cunt and revolution, not really knowing about any of them.

mercy, I think, doesn't the human race know anything about mercy?

we don't need new governments new revolutions we don't need new men new women we don't need new ways we just need to care.

What is your philosophy of life?" "Think as little as possible." "Anything else?" "When you can't think of anything else to do, be kind.

Jos et keksi mitä tekisit, niin ole kiltisti. (Auringonvalo, tässä olen, s. 217)

I lapsed into my pathetic cut-off period. Often with humans, both good and bad, my senses simply shut off, they get tired, I give up. I am polite. I nod. I pretend to understand because I don't want anybody to be hurt. That is the one weakness that has lead me into the most trouble. Trying to be kind to others I often get my soul shredded into a kind of spiritual pasta.

The world had somehow gone too far, and spontaneous kindness could never be so easy. It was something we would all have to work for once again.

La bondad podía encontrarse a veces en el centro del infierno.

She has hurt fewer people than anybody I know, and if you look at it like that, well, she has created a better world, she has won.

He was so pitiful that I couldn't tell him to get lost.