compassion - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
The light of compassion shines the brightest in the darkness, showing the courage to hold on until daylight comes; and this is what our stars of love and emotional warmth achieve.
When our words fail us, when we see so much more than can ever be explained, that sense of love that hits us in a nanosecond... that's when our emotional intelligence leaps far beyond that which speech can ever accomplish. That's when we feel safe with another, love them for as "forever" as we are and will be. And it's that love that wakes us, shows us our best selves, opens such wide vistas of imagination and reality combined.
I will be the loudest "cry-baby" in the world. I will scream in the hopes that over time more people will choose compassion over indifference, that they will learn to walk a stoned path if it means saving another from far worse.
Let it all out
These are the things I can do without
I'm talking to you
Song "Shout," sung by Tears for Fears, Lyric by Ian Stanley, Roland Orzabal
Your compassion was the bridge, it just took time to trust my weight to it. You extended your hand and stayed while I showed you the scars, the mess, the fear. You let me come close, let me hide, let me return without shame. Every time I thought you'd had enough there was only patience I never felt I'd earned. I never wanted to be this way; I have pride. I need to be seen as strong, though I haven't been and am still so far from achieving. True healing takes time, there are no magic wands for deep pain. I'm going to try to be reliable, no promises, but you know me by now, my word means something.
In your compassion lies your true self, the part of your nature no part of life has stolen away. You have journeyed through this life, not on calm seas, but in storms that would have shattered many. It is something for you to be proud of, to hold onto, to help you to see yourself the way you really are. There is something about giving of yourself that makes your heart burn all the brighter and ignites your soul; that's not a common gift, my love - yet it is yours.
They say that compassion is the closest thing you get to love. But honestly, isn't compassion just as great? Being so broken inside that your own cries get stuck in the back of your throat. Your sorrow brings you so far gone that you can't even shed a tear. Your screams get lost in your head. Is compassion not so much love that your brain could explode just by being around those people you care about most?
Compassion wasn't something they could teach you in medical school. You either had it or you didn't, and I can't say it was an advantage either. I envied those that didn't connect with the pain they saw every day, it was easier for them. It was all I could do not to turn to drink. My mother always said my empathy would make me great at this, but the further I get into it the less sure I am. How can I deal with the sick and they dying everyday and still be me? I can feel my skin growing a little thicker every day, my empathy shrinking to something you could more accurately describe as professional concern, but is that really compassion? Is it still me?
I don't know what it is about Charlene, but she attracts disaster wherever she goes. She has car accidents, she looses per passport while abroad and get's involved with low level criminals. She's the most soft and law-abiding person I know, but there's part of her that thinks she can rescue everyone if she just shows them enough love. I tell she's stupid and she melts me with a grin that takes me back to when we were kids. She messaged me to say she's going to some soup kitchen tonight, more souls to rescue I guess, so I said I'm coming too. You should have heard her, she thought I'd "finally seen the light." But I'm not going to be some "every-day hero," I'm going to make sure she doesn't hand over her bank card and PIN to some homeless dude. And while that might seem harsh, it's totally in character for her to do it. I'm not saying she's dumb, just that if I don't protect her from herself she'll be the next one who can't pay their rent.