As we mature spiritually, we exhibit a growing capacity to care for and appreciate one another in the body of Christ, regardless of our differences.
Being part of an agenda beyond ourselves liberates us to complement each other rather than compete with each other.
Biblical orthodoxy without compassion is surely the ugliest thing in the world.
Care is a state in which something does matter; it is the source of human tenderness.
Christianity demands a level of caring that transcends human inclinations.
Compassion automatically invites you to relate with people because you no longer regard people as a drain on your energy.
Compassion has no place in the natural order of the world which operates on the basis of necessity. Compassion opposes this order and is therefore best thought of as being in some way supernatural.
Compassion is no substitute for justice.
Compassion is the antitoxin of the soul: where there is compassion even the most poisonous impulses remain relatively harmless.
Get it into your head once and for all, my simple and very fainthearted fellow, that what fools call humanness is nothing but a weakness born of fear and egoism; that this chimerical virtue, enslaving only weak men, is unknown to those whose character is formed by stoicism, courage, and philosophy.
He who feels no compassion will become insane.
I feel the capacity to care is the thing which gives life its deepest significance.
I know the compassion of others is a relief at first. I don't despise it. But it can't quench pain, it slips through your soul as through a sieve. And when our suffering has been dragged from one pity to another, as from one mouth to another, we can no longer respect or love it.
In democratic ages men rarely sacrifice themselves for another, but they show a general compassion for all the human race. One never sees them inflict pointless suffering, and they are glad to relieve the sorrows of others when they can do so without much trouble to themselves. They are not disinterested, but they are gentle.
In necessary things, unity; in doubtful things, liberty; in all things, charity.
Man may dismiss compassion from his heart, but God never will.
Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill.
Minerva save us from the cloying syrup of coercive compassion!
No deep and strong feeling, such as we may come across here and there in the world, is unmixed with compassion. The more we love, the more the object of our love seems to us to be a victim.
Out of compassion I destroy the darkness of their ignorance. From within them I light the lamp of wisdom and dispel all darkness from their lives.