The kindliness was so great that it made their love seem small and mean, because only something contemptible could evoke such immensity of compassion.
For the first time, she looked attentive; not compassionate; but, at least, attentive.
…Oh, he’s the type of man for whom one can feel no compassion?
Compassion is a wonderful thing.
You don’t have to hold your stomach, your heart or your spirit up—when you feel compassion.
Compassion is the greatest virtue.
There’s got to be suffering in the world, else how would we be virtuous and feel compassion?
They make some sort of feeble stew out of sympathy, compassion, contempt and general indifference, and they call it love.
It did not look like the countenance of men who watch the agony of another with a secret pleasure, uplifted by the sight of a beggar who needs their compassion; it did not bear the cast of the hungry soul that feeds upon another’s humiliation.
There are no more uses of "compassion" in the book.
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If I see one hungry child, I feel compassion, but when I hear of a million hungry children, I’m overwhelmed and turn my mind to other things.
It is not enough to be compassionate. We must act. It is not enough to act. We must act with intelligence.