kindness

Learning to breathe fire isn__ nearly as extraordinary as learning to breathe a word of kindness.

Human beings who leave behind them no great achievements, but only a series of small kindnesses, have not had wasted lives

They celebrated the sins, while the kindness continued to weep in the corner. The swords of the demons shined brighter, while the wings of the angels were crumpled and bled.

You are positively beautiful and I love you. Pass it on_

Answer suffering with kindness.

As a child, I once suffered a bad fall that resulted in scratched palms and scraped knees. I remember how badly it stung, the cold air hitting my bleeding wounds; I felt that I couldn__ stand up for the pain. Through a veil of tears, I recall a kind hand reaching for me and helping me to my feet. My knees and palms were washed clean, and I remember thinking that for the rest of my life, I wanted to help people stand back up.

One of the most difficult things to give away is kindness, for it is usually returned.

the kind peopleare running this worldthey don't know how their one little smile has saved many lives

A simple act of kindness and compassion towards a single animal may not mean anything to all creatures, but will mean everything to one.

Just like small acts of kindness can pave the way for a better world, small acts of corruption open the road for a corrupt world.

People are so scared of what they don't know.

The Librarian was not familiar with love, which had always struck him as a bit ethereal and soppy, but kindness, on the other hand, was practical. You knew where you were with kindness, especially if you were holding a pie it had just given you.

Nature blessed every person with the innate capacity to express wonder and awe for the eternal world and act with a kind and unstinting soul.

The real trouble is that 'kindness' is a quality fatally easy to attribute to ourselves on quite inadequate grounds. Everyone feels benevolent if nothing happens to be annoying him at the moment. Thus a man easily comes to console himself for all his other vices by a conviction that 'his heart's in the right place' and 'he wouldn't hurt a fly,' though in fact he has never made the slightest sacrifice for a fellow creature. We think we are kind when we are only happy: it is not so easy, on the same grounds, to imagine oneself temperate, chaste, or humble.

You would think those who have endured unkindness would be kinder as a result, intent on sparing others the awful suffering they abhorred firsthand.

When a cat flatters ... he is not insincere: you may safely take it for real kindness.

Selfishness is easy to find. Selflessness is a much rarer beast.

To you, whoever you are, when I am gone _ remember to be kind tonight to some lonely person. For me.