Life is made up, not of great sacrifices or duties, but of little things, in which smiles, and kindnesses, and read more

Life is made up, not of great sacrifices or duties, but of little things, in which smiles, and kindnesses, and small obligations, given habitually, are what win and preserve the heart and secure comfort

The drying up a single tear has more of honest fame than shedding seas of gore.

The drying up a single tear has more of honest fame than shedding seas of gore.

Wherever there is a human being, there is an opportunity for a kindness.

Wherever there is a human being, there is an opportunity for a kindness.

Wherever there is a human being there is an opportunity for a
kindness.
[Lat., Unicumque homo est, ibi read more

Wherever there is a human being there is an opportunity for a
kindness.
[Lat., Unicumque homo est, ibi beneficio locus est.]

I've never known any human being, high or humble, who ever regretted, when nearing life's end, having done kindly deeds. read more

I've never known any human being, high or humble, who ever regretted, when nearing life's end, having done kindly deeds. But I have known more than one millionaire who became haunted by the realization that they had led selfish lives. -B. C. Forbes.

That best portion of a good man's life, His little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.

That best portion of a good man's life, His little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.

Kindness is more than deeds. It is an attitude, an expression, a look, a touch. It is anything that lifts read more

Kindness is more than deeds. It is an attitude, an expression, a look, a touch. It is anything that lifts another person.

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?'

Their cause I plead--plead it in heart and mind;
A fellow-feeling makes one wondrous kind.

Their cause I plead--plead it in heart and mind;
A fellow-feeling makes one wondrous kind.