To love means loving the unlovable.
To forgive means pardoning the unpardonable.
Faith means believing the unbelievable.
Hope means hoping, when everything seems hopeless.
Behold, what manner of love is this, that Christ should be arraigned and we adorned, that the curse shall be laid on His Head and the crown set on ours.
God is the first object of our love: its next office is to bear the defects of others. And we should begin the practice of this amidst our own household.
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.
The first question which the priest and the Levite asked was: “ If I stop to help this man, what will happen to me?” But the good Samaritan reversed the question: “If I do not stop to help this man, what will happen to him?”
~Martin Luther King, Jr.
When large numbers of people share their joy in common, the happiness of each is greater because each adds fuel to the other’s flame.
The very nature of joy makes nonsense of our common distinction between having and wanting.