There's no dearth of kindness in this world of ours; Only in our blindness we gather thorns for flowers.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
There's no dearth of kindness In the world of ours; Only in our blindness We gather thorns for flowers.
Kindness is a sort of love without being love.
Kindness is the sunshine in which virtue grows.
Kindness in ourselves is the honey that blunts the sting of unkindness in another.
Kindness is in our power, even when fondness is not.
Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.
Kindness is an everyday byproduct of all the great virtues.
Kindness can become its own motive. We are made kind by being kind.
Kindness is wisdom.
There is lasting kindness in Heaven when no kindness is found upon earth.