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Quotes About Kindness

Move him into the sun— Gently its touch awoke him once, At home, whispering of fields half-sown. Always it woke him, even in France, Until this morning and this snow. If anything might rouse him now The kind old sun will know
~ Wilfred Owen
The ugly women have a bad time of it in this world; let's hope it will be made up to them in another.
~ Wilkie Collins
Morality, said Jesus, is kindness to the weak; morality, said Nietzsche, is the bravery of the strong; morality, says Plato, is the effective harmony of the whole.
~ Will Durant
When a simpleton abused him, Buddha listened in silence; but when the man had finished, Buddha asked him: "Son, if a man declined to accept a present made to him, to whom would it belong?" The man answered: "To him who offered it." "My son," said Buddha, "I decline to accept your abuse, and request you to keep it for yourself
~ Will Durant
To confer a kindness is a mark of superiority; to receive one is a mark of subordination . . .
~ Will Durant
It would be better to abandon our overrapid development of the intellect, and to aim rather at training the heart and the affections
~ Will Durant
Morality, said Jesus, is kindness to the weak; morality, said Nietzsche, is the bravery of the strong; morality, says Plato, is the effective harmony of the whole. Probably all three doctrines must be combined to find a perfect ethics; but can we doubt which of the elements is fundamental? X. Criticism
~ Will Durant
People are kind to one another in the real world, even if it's a meaningless kindness. It goes unremarked upon. But it shouldn't. We are always much angrier on our phones than we are in the real world.
~ Will Leitch
Agape, the Christian word, means unconquerable benevolence. It means that, no matter what people may do to us by way of insult or injury or humiliation, we will never seek anything else but their highest good. It
~ William Barclay
The most sublime act is to set another before you.
~ William Blake
Can I see anothers woe, And not be in sorrow too. Can I see anothers grief, And not seek for kind relief. - On Anothers Sorrow
~ William Blake
Then cherish pity, lest you drive an angel from your door.
~ William Blake
He who would do good to another must do it in Minute Particulars; General Good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocrite and flatterer: For Art and Science cannot exist but in minutely organized Particulars.
~ William Blake
Pity would be no more, If we did not make somebody poor. Mercy no more could be, If all were happy as we.
~ William Blake
He who would do good to another must do it in Minute Particulars: General Good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocrite & flatterer..
~ William Blake
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell, There God is dwelling too.
~ William Blake
Every kindness to another is a little death in the divine image.
~ William Blake
Can I see another's woe, And not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, And not seek for kind relief?
~ William Blake
Love seeketh not Itself to please. Nor for itself hath any care; But for another gives its ease. And builds a Heaven in Hells despair. Love seeketh only Self to please, To bind another to Its delight; Joys in anothers loss of ease. And builds a Hell in Heavens despite.
~ William Blake
Can I see another's woe, And not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, And not seek for kind relief?
~ William Blake
It was ... a love engendering gentleness and goodness that moved me and that I saw in you
~ William Carlos Williams
Be happy with what you have and are, be generous with both, and you won't have to haunt for happiness
~ William Ewart Gladstone
Jis kas vasar? nuvažiuoja iki pat Pensakolos aplankyti motinos, - pasak? mis Mertl. - Toksai žmogus negali b?ti blogas.
~ William Faulkner
People. They're really innately, inherently gentle and compassionate and kind. That's what wrings, wrenches...something. Your entrails, maybe. The member of the mob who holds up the whole ceremony for seconds or even minutes while he dislodges a family of bugs or lizards from the log he is about to put on the fire.
~ William Faulkner