I often wonder why some bear the weight of compassion and others do not. At times, it seems part of the human fabric to want to care, help and empathize with the hurt of another. But, is it wisdom or folly that drives us to reach out regardless of the consequences? Those much wiser than I have pondered these things, and their observations are certainly worthy of consideration and meditation on this cold, winter morning.
Compassion is sometimes the fatal capacity for feeling
what it is like to live inside somebody else's skin.
It is the knowledge that there can never really be any peace and joy for me
until there is peace and joy finally for you, too.
It is lack of love for ourselves that inhibits our compassion toward others.
If we make friends with ourselves, then there is no obstacle
to opening our hearts and minds to others.
Compassion is not religious business, it is human business,
it is not luxury, it is essential for our own peace and mental stability,
it is essential for human survival.
The whole idea of compassion is based on a keen awareness
of the interdependence of all these living beings,
which are all part of one another,
and all involved in one another.
The value of compassion cannot be over-emphasized.
Anyone can criticize.
It takes a true believer to be compassionate.
No greater burden can be borne by an individual
than to know no one cares or understands.
~Arthur H. Stainback
Make no judgements where you have no compassion.
Man may dismiss compassion from his heart,
but G-d never will.
Compassionate action involves working with ourselves
as much as working with others.
In separateness lies the world's great misery,
in compassion lies the world's true strength.
There is nothing heavier than compassion.
Not even one's own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels for someone;
pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echos.