Quotes About Kindness

Now - here is my secret: I tell it to you with an openness of heart that I doubt I shall ever achieve again, so I pray that you are in a quiet room as you hear these words. My secret is that I need God - that I am sick and can no longer make it alone. I need God to help me give, because I no longer seem capable of giving; to help me be kind, as I no longer seem capable of kindness; to help me love, as I seem beyond being able to love.

Yet how often is it that we are rescued by a stranger, if ever at all? And how is it that our lives can become drained of the possibility of forgiveness and kindness - so drained that even one small act of mercy becomes a potent lifelong memory? How do our lives reach these points?

I don't understand the human heart. Only pain makes it grow stronger. Only sorrow makes it kind. Contentment makes it wither, and joy seems to build walls around it.

Only pain makes it grow stronger. One sorrow makes it kind. Contentment makes it wither, and joy seems to build walls around it. The heart is perverse, and it is cruel. I hate the heart and seems to hate me.

Constance inclined her head. "You are most kind. I have no fixed engagements on that evening. I should be delighted.

If you think that people should be nice to one another, then by all means be nice. But when you project that belief onto the people and the world around you as if it were an objective reality, or worse still, as if it were their job to be nice to you, you put yourself at odds with what is, and suffering will surely follow.

This is how I love you, and this is how you shall love all beings and all things.

Forgive them, for they know not what they do.

Too few rejoice at a friend's good fortune.

Favours come to us from gods.

Give heed, give heed and give your sympathy To one who suffers; sorrow roaming wide Impartial stops and stays awhile with me, To tarry later seated close by thee.

What is there more kindly than the feeling between host and guest?

What is pleasanter than the tie of host and guest?

For not many men, the proverb saith, can love a friend whom fortune prospereth unenvying.

Tame the savageness of man and make gentle the life of this world.

It is easy when we are in prosperity to give advice to the afflicted.

The grateful heart will always find opportunities to show its gratitude.

The memory of a good deed lives.

Those who return evil for good should not expect the kindness of others to last long.

The level of our success is limited only by our imagination and no act of kindness, however small, is ever wasted.

People often grudge others what they cannot enjoy themselves.

There is always someone worse off than yourself.

No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.

Give assistance, not advice, in a crisis.