Quotes about Pity

If anyone has material possessions and sees his brother in need but has no pity on him, how can the love of God be in him?

He told them, Worse and worse: he also set to talking to them again; but they began to be hardened. They also thought to drive away his distemper by harsh and surly carriages to him: sometimes they would deride, sometimes they would chide, and sometimes they would quite neglect him. Wherefore he began to retire himself to his chamber, to pray for and pity them, and also to condole his own misery; he would also walk solitarily in the fields, sometimes reading, and sometimes praying:

And all the while one spirit uttered this, The other one did weep so, that, for pity, I swooned away as if I had been dying, And fell, even as a dead body falls.

It's so easy to park our minds in bad spots. But this is where pity parties are held, and we all know pity parties demand an abundance of high calorie delights. Pity parties are also a cruel way to entertain, for they leave behind a deeper emptiness than we started with.

... Treachery don't come natural to beaming youth; but trust and pity, love and constancy,-they do, thank God!

No man sympathizes with the sorrows of vanity.

A man may acquire a taste for wine or brandy, and so lose his love for water, but should we not pity him.

I was resolute in repulsing him; for I had determined when I went there, that no one should pity me or condescend to me. But he wrote me a letter. It led to our being engaged to be married.

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

In the strangely simple economy of the world people only get what they give, and to those who have not enough imagination to penetrate the mere outward of things and feel pity, what pity can be given save that of scorn?

There is something in that name that seems to inspire absolute confidence. I pity any poor woman whose husband is not called Ernest.

Mi bella princesa, your funny little dwarf will never dance again. It is a pity; for he is so ugly that he might have made the King smile. 'But why will he never dance again?' asked the Infanta laughing. "Because his heart is broken", answered the Chamberlain.