Quotes About Kindness

If I can encourage and get somebody to get through what they're dealing with, their set of circumstances, that's the right thing to do.

I think Chicagoans have a great set of values. You know what I mean? Kindness. Morals. Ethics. People in Chicago do the right thing. If somebody falls on the street, someone will actually stop and help them up. That doesn't happen in certain other cities.

I like to think I'm a good, kind person who does the right thing, but I don't ever feel sorry for someone who didn't get the part that I got. Not for one second.

If you believe that people are basically good, and you remove obstacles, then they'll do the right thing by each other.

I think you've still got to try to be good, day-to-day. You see a granny, you hold the door open for her. You just try to do the right thing. I don't know if that makes you a saint or the greatest guy in the world, but trying is a start.

Giving back to those who are less fortunate shows great character and is the right thing to do.

I don't do things to be rewarded. I help people because it's the right thing to do.

HIV does not make people dangerous to know, so you can shake their hands and give them a hug: Heaven knows they need it.

Your successes and happiness are forgiven you only if you generously consent to share them.

Each one of them is Jesus in disguise.

kindness wasn't only demonstrated by giving material things or labors. There were the simple gestures that people forgot, that were so important—a little extra time, a smile, patience, conversation, gratitude.

Let me seek to understand rather than to be understood. Where there is despair, let me offer hope.

Feeling a little sorry for yourself? Do something nice for someone else. Particularly someone you don't know. That will put you right.

I don't have room in my life for hate. I tried it for a while. It didn't work.

Right away Noah's thought was, You might've sworn off men, but I bet they haven't sworn off you—not with that face and body. Shew. He was starting to feel a little warm. Let me seek to understand rather than to be understood. Where there is despair, let me offer hope. And dear God, could you please get her to cover up that cleavage for a while? "Look,

It's not what you get in life that will make you whole, but what you give.

You know, you try to hide the fact that you're nice," she said. "I think it's natural for you to be kind." "Nowww," he warned. "You'll ruin my reputation." "You haven't even established one yet," she said. "No one knows quite what to make of you.

Then she remembered something she had known long ago -- that kindness wasn't only demonstrated by giving material things or labors. There were the simple gestures that people forgot, that were so important -- a little extra time, a smile, patience, conversation, gratitude.

Cocktail weenies?" he asked, holding up a little can. "Who gives cocktail weenies to a needy family?" "I mighta done that," said Hope McCrea, pushing her big black glasses up on her nose. "The can is bulging," Jack said. "Been a while since I had a yen for cocktail weenies," Hope replied, unrepentant. Jack pitched the can in the trash. "Sorry, Hope. Can't take a chance on killing anyone our first try at this.

Concentrate on the good you can do and don't gnaw on the hopeless cases. It'll just make you sad.

No one deserves cruelty of any kind. Not on their worst day." Just

There's a great trick to escaping the pain of loss, and that is giving.

She loved watching John—his movements so slow and steady, confident. And to talk with him in the evening after closing, even for a while, was like a reward. The sound of his voice as he read to her son, kind of raspy and soft, comforted her as much as it did Chris. She

Within fifteen minutes the boy's eyes had drifted open. Surprise dawned on his face. "Who are you?" he asked weakly. "The Christmas fairy," Ian said. "You're going to be okay, kid.