Best Human Kindness Quotes

Human kindness has never weakened the stamina or softened the fiber of a free people. A nation does not have to be cruel to be tough.

More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness.

The worst sin toward our fellow creatures is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them: that’s the essence of inhumanity.

We pass through this world but once.

What wisdom can you find that is greater than kindness?

Three things in human life are important. The first is to be kind. The second is to be kind. And the third is to be kind.

There are people who have lost every trace of human kindness.

When the milk of human kindness turns sour, it is a singularly unpalatable draught.

Ever since then I have known that if all the values in this world are more or less questionable, the most important thing in life is kindness.

Human kindness can be found in all groups, even those which as a whole it would be easy to condemn.

You can accomplish by kindness what you cannot by force.

As a result of half a century of Soviet rule people have been weaned from a belief in human kindness.

The fact is, people who don’t have any misfortunes are very irritating to their neighbours. No opportunities for popping in with condolences and new-laid eggs. No visits to the afflicted. No opportunities for the milk of human kindness to flow. Naturally it doesn’t.

Human kindness is like a defective tap, the first gush may be impressive but the stream soon dries up.

the supply of the milk of human kindness was short by several gallons

God drove Cain out of his presence and sent him into exile far away from his native land, so that he passed from a life of human kindness to one which was more akin to the rude existence of a wild beast.

I think the essence of [Kurt] Vonnegut’s humanism lay in his emphasis on human kindness as, so to speak, our saving grace.

Human history is not the battle of good struggling to overcome evil. It is a battle fought by a great evil struggling to crush a small kernel of human kindness.

I expect to pass through this world but once. Any good therefore that I can do … let me do it now.

I’m thankful for the big stuff of course-my family, health, human kindness. But I’m also thankful that I don’t have to work for Hollywood anymore.

Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o’ the milk of human kindness.

My philosophy is that the most important aspect of any religion should be human kindness. And to try to ease the suffering of others. To try to bring light and love into the lives of mankind.

I am full of the milk of human kindness, damn it. My trouble is that it gets clotted so easily.

He who distributes the milk of human kindness cannot help but spill a little on himself.

Simplification is one of the most difficult things to do.

What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity. These are but trifles, to be sure; but scattered along life’s pathway, the good they do is inconceivable.

As a fiction writer, one of things you learn is God lives in specificity. You know, human kindness is increased as we pursue specificity.

What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity.

As a piece of travel literature alone, ‘The Ends of the Earth’ succeeds in providing a tangible sense of the sweaty, smelly reality of many exotic points on the map, with glimpses of their cruelty but also, occasionally, of beauty and human kindness. As a piece of analysis, it is deeply thought-provoking.

But love’s true nature remains forever beyond the grasp of all our faculties. It is far greater than any feeling or emotion and completely surpasses any act of human kindness. It is the one sheer gift of contemplation, completely unattainable by autonomous human effort. The realization of this love always remains mysterious.

To rankling poison hast thou turned in me the milk of human kindness.

When you carry out acts of kindness you get a wonderful feeling inside. It is as though something inside your body responds and says, yes, this is how I ought to feel.

In human relationships, kindness and lies are worth a thousand truths.

We ran up to them and they gave us hugs, cookies and chocolate. Being so alone, a hug meant more than anybody could imagine because that replaced the human warmth that we were starving for. We were not only starved for food, but we were starved for human kindness. And the Soviet Army did provide some of that.

The stranger who receives the rare gift of human kindness holds its value in his heart forever.