Quotes About Caring

Rejoice with them that do rejoice and weep with them that weep.

Because that was the problem with society. It cared too much about who you fell in love with but never about why. The why matters.

He said that God always weeps when men and women are cruel—to each other, to animals. To the earth itself. He said that Christ's kingdom will only come when we learn to be deeply kind. He told me to remember that while we draw breath, there will always be some way we can show kindness.

It is easy to love and there are so many ways to do it.

I weep because you cannot save people. You can only love them. You can't transform them, you can only console them.

I need you to do my bow tie. I forget how because I know you never will. Prizes aren't love, but this is love.

So many people have asked me what to do for depressed friends and relatives, and my answer is actually simple: blunt their isolation. Do it with cups of tea or with long talks or by sitting in a room nearby and staying silent or in whatever way suits the circumstances, but do that. And do it willingly.

Some parents manufacture an affirmative construction of their child's disability to disguise their despair, while others have a deep and genuine experience of joy in caring for disabled children, and that sometimes the first stance can generate the second.

There were certain qualities you possessed carelessly. And you couldn't retrieve them when they were gone. The very act of caring made them impossible to regain.

My personal struggle is to get beyond thinking I'm not worth caring about. I am here. I do exist. Maybe by adding my two cents I can help other moms who feel the way I do. Maybe they will find someone who cares. —

Ann M. Martin

Ann M. Martin

Ann M. Martin

Ann M. Martin

Ann M. Martin

Las mentiras de los débiles nos vuelven insensibles al sufrimiento de los demás.

He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast.

Live in the present. Take care of the relationships in front of you now. Most friendships have a natural life, and when they've lived that out, you'll know.

It was knowing someone else thought about me for more than one second, maybe thought about me when I wasn't there.

Can it really be love if we don't talk that much, don't see each other? Isn't love something that happens between people who spend time together and know each other's faults and take care of each other? ... In the end, I decide that the mark we've left on each other is the colour and shape of love. That's the unfinished business between us. Because love, love is never finished.

Best Friends. And I thought of what she had done all the millions of times I cried to her, collapsing at even the slightest wounding of my heart or pride. So I reached over and pulled her to me, wrapping my arms around her, and held my best friend close, returning so many favors all at once....

You bought me some forks. And knives. And spoons. Because you love me!

Jer život je suviše ružno i užasno mjesto ako nemate najboljeg prijatelja.

They did not know how much he cared for them. No. It hurt him greatly and he blamed Margaret for turning them against him. She wanted to ruin him, while she wore the mask of kindness.