Quotes about Compassion
He who would be blest, let him scatter blessings.
— James Allen
Only as men succeed in seeing no evil in others will they become free from sin, and sorrow, and suffering.
— James Allen
A man's sympathy extends just so far as his wisdom reaches, and no further; and a man only grows wiser as he grows tenderer and more compassionate. To narrow one's sympathy is to narrow one's heart, and so to darken and embitter one's life.
— James Allen
When a man is rescued from selfish desire his mind is unencumbered, and he is free to work for humanity.
— James Allen
To sympathise with another is to receive his being into our own, to become one with him, for unselfish love indissolubly unites, and he whose sympathy reaches out to and embraces all humankind and all living creatures has realised his identity and oneness with all, and comprehends the universal Love and Law and Wisdom.
— James Allen
Joy cannot remain with the selfish; it is wedded to Love.
— James Allen
Blessed are you when you pray for others. Shame on you when you pray out of selfishness and greed.
— Luis Alberto Urrea
One thing I have learned during these past few terrible years is that our grief and sorrow should be shared, not carried alone.
— Lynn Austin
The war has changed you, too, Caroline. Your faith is stronger, your compassion deeper, your love more intense than ever before. It's as if all the qualities I saw in you and fell in love with have been refined and purified.
— Lynn Austin
Don't hate them," Mama said as if reading Ans's mind. "They'll win if we hate them.
— Lynn Austin
When you forgive someone, you make a choice to cancel the debt he owes you.
— Lynn Austin
What do you think Jesus is gonna say if we come walking up to those pearly gates carrying a whole sackful of grievances and grudges on our backs? Jesus is gonna ask, What's that you toting there on your back? Do you want to be opening that sack and showing Him all those ugly things? He's dressed all in white and shining like the sun, and you're coming in with a load of hate in your arms? Umm hmm. I can't imagine doing that.
— Lynn Austin