The fruit of love is service, which is compassion in action.

Here is the true meaning and value of compassion and nonviolence, when it helps us to see the enemy's point of view, to hear his questions, to know his assessment of ourselves.

Mama was my greatest teacher, a teacher of compassion, love and fearlessness. If love is sweet as a flower, then my mother is that sweet flower of love.

Our human compassion binds us the one to the other - not in pity or patronizingly, but as human beings who have learnt how to turn our common suffering into hope for the future.

Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion between supposed lovers, between supposed brothers.

Acceptance, tolerance, bravery, compassion. These are the things my mom taught me!