Quotes About Pity

When Man evolved Pity, he did a queer thing - deprived himself of the power of living life as it is without wishing it to become something different.

A wretched woman is more unfortunate than a wretched man.

But chiefly Thou, Whom soft-eyed Pity once led down from Heaven To bleed for man, to teach him how to live, And, oh! still harder lesson! how to die.

In a man devoted to knowledge, pity seems almost ridiculous, like delicate hands on a cyclops.

If the internal griefs of every man could be read, written on his forehead, how many who now excite envy would appear to be the objects of pity?

And alien tears will fill for him pity's long broken urn. For his mourners will all be outcast men, and outcasts always mourn.

Perchance that I might learn what pity is, That I might laugh at erring men no more.

The Wheel of Time and the wheel of a man's life turn alike without pity or mercy.

Two things control man's character; Strength and Pity

You could not pity anything if you weren't a man; pity was a surprise to God. It was not his invention.

Love is not ful of pittie (as men say) But deaffe and cruell, where he meanes to pray.

There is in man a specific lust for cruelty which infects even his passion of pity and makes it savage.

I never wanted to be a man. I feel sorry for them.

No love or pity, pardon or excuse should soften the sharp pang of reparation for the guilty man.

If every man's internal care Were written on his brow, How many would our pity share Who raise our envy now?

The wheel of a man's life. No mercy. No pity.

When I hear a man applauded by the mob I always feel a pang of pity for him. All he has to do to be hissed is to live long enough.

He who only does not appreciate floral beauty is to be pitied like any other man who is born imperfect. It is a misfortune not unlike blindness.

Heaven hears and pities hapless men like me, For sacred ev'n to gods is misery.

I wished to be loved by another. But I desire no man's pity.

Tell me I'm a sinner I got news for you I spoke to God this morning and he don't like you! Don't you try and teach me no original sin; I don't need your pity for the shape I'm in

However we may pity the mother whose health and even life is imperiled by the performance of her natural duty, there yet remains no sufficient reason for condoning the direct murder of the innocent.

pity is an agreeable sentiment, uplifting like military music.

Error is to be pitied and pardoned: it is the weakness of human nature. But vice is a foul blemish, not pardonable in any character.