Have you the heart? When your head did but ache,
I knit my handkercher about your brows--
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Have you the heart? When your head did but ache,
I knit my handkercher about your brows--
The best I had, a princess wrought it me--
And I did never ask it you again;
And with my hand at midnight held your head,
And like the watchful minutes to the hour,
Still and anon cheered up the heavy time,
Saying, 'What lack you?' and 'Where lies your grief?'

Friendship is a living thing that lasts only as long as it is nourished with kindness, empathy and understanding.

Friendship is a living thing that lasts only as long as it is nourished with kindness, empathy and understanding.

I have learnt silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet strange, I am read more

I have learnt silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet strange, I am ungrateful to these teachers.

Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, read more

Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.

Tenderness and kindness are not signs of weakness and despair, but manifestations of strength and resolutions.

Tenderness and kindness are not signs of weakness and despair, but manifestations of strength and resolutions.

Be kind to unkind people - they need it the most

Be kind to unkind people - they need it the most

Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear, and the blind can read

Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear, and the blind can read

Have you had a kindness shown?
Pass it on;
'Twas not given for thee alone,
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Have you had a kindness shown?
Pass it on;
'Twas not given for thee alone,
Pass it on;
Let it travel down the years,
Let it wipe another's tears,
'Till in Heaven the deed appears--
Pass it on.

There's no dearth of kindness
In the world of ours;
Only in our blindness
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There's no dearth of kindness
In the world of ours;
Only in our blindness
We gather thorns for flowers.