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.
I never see what has been done; I only see what remains to be done.
No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another.
Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart
“You see things; and you say “Why?” But I dream things that never were; and I say “Why not?””
Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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.
I never see what has been done; I only see what remains to be done.
No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another.
Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart
“You see things; and you say “Why?” But I dream things that never were; and I say “Why not?””
Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.