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Quotes About Kindness

Love them that hate you, but you can't love those you hate.
~ Leo Tolstoy
If a man aspires to a righteous life, his first act of abstinence if from injury to animals.
~ Leo Tolstoy
I understood that men only think that they live by caring only about themselves: in reality they live by love alone.
~ Leo Tolstoy
One may deal with things without love...but you cannot deal with men without it...It cannot be otherwise, because natural love is the fundamental law of human life.
~ Leo Tolstoy
As a man cannot lift a mountain, and as a kindly man cannot kill an infant, so a man living the Christian life cannot take part in deeds of violence. Of what value then to him are arguments about the imaginary advantages of doing what is morally impossible for him to do?
~ Leo Tolstoy
Oh no, Papa, Kitty objected warmly. Varenka adores her. And besides, she does so much good! Ask anyone you like! Everybody knows her and Aline Stah. Perhaps, he said, pressing her arm with his elbow. But it is better to do good so that, ask whom you will, no one knows anything about it.
~ Leo Tolstoy
Este incredibil cât de complet? este iluzia care ne face s? credem c? frumuse?ea este în genere bun?tate.
~ Leo Tolstoy
They wept because they were friends, and because they were kindhearted, and because they—friends from childhood—had to think about such a base thing as money, and because their youth was over. . .
~ Leo Tolstoy
I have learned that men live not by selfishness, but by love.
~ Leo Tolstoy
The vocation of every man and woman is to serve people.
~ Leo Tolstoy
Forgive me not according to my unworthiness, but according to thy loving kindness.
~ Leo Tolstoy
I love everybody and pity everybody.
~ Leo Tolstoy
And the slaves prided themselves on their master, saying: 'There is no better lord than ours under the sun. He feeds and clothes us well, and gives us work suited to our strength. He bears no malice, and never speaks a harsh word to any one. He is not like other masters, who treat their slaves worse than cattle: punishing them whether they deserve it or not, and never giving them a friendly word. He wishes us well, does good, and speaks kindly to us. We do not wish for a better life.
~ Leo Tolstoy
Nothing can make our life, or the lives of other people, more beautiful than perpetual kindness.
~ Leo Tolstoy
Love them that hate you, but you can't love them whom you hate.
~ Leo Tolstoy
Pay bad people with your goodness; fight their hatred with your kindness. Even if you do not achieve victory over other people, you will conquer yourself. —HENRI AMIEL
~ Leo Tolstoy
Pierre's madness simply meant that he didn't wait, as in days gone by, for people to show personal qualities, what he might call virtues, before loving them. With his heart overflowing with love he loved people for no reason at all, and then had no trouble discovering many a sound reason that made them worth loving.
~ Leo Tolstoy
Anna Mikhaylovna was already embracing her and weeping. The countess wept too. They wept because they were friends, and because they were kindhearted, and because they - friends from childhood - had to think about such a base thing as money, and because their youth was over.... But those tears were pleasant to them both.
~ Leo Tolstoy
Here's what the happiness is: it's living for the others.
~ Leo Tolstoy
Whosoever shall smite thee on thy right cheek, turn to him the other also; and if any man take away thy coat, let him have thy cloak also,
~ Leo Tolstoy
Kind people help each other even without noticing that they are doing so, and evil people act against each other on purpose. —CHINESE PROVERB
~ Leo Tolstoy
I love you all, and have done no harm to anyone; and what have you done to me?'—said her charming, pathetic, dead face.
~ Leo Tolstoy
When the suffering of another creature causes you to feel pain, do not submit to the initial desire to flee from the suffering one, but on the contrary, come closer, as close as you can to him who suffers, and try to help him.
~ Leo Tolstoy
The only certain happiness in life is to live for others.
~ Leo Tolstoy