When you are kind to someone in trouble, you hope they'll remember and be kind to someone else. And it'll become like a wildfire.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I can be a nice person, but if someone is messing with someone I care about, the tougher side comes out a little more.
It is a good thing to learn caution from the misfortunes of others.
When kindness has left people, even for a few moments, we become afraid of them as if their reason had left them. When it has left a place where we have always found it, it is like shipwreck; we drop from security into something malevolent and bottomless.
I hope people remember me for the kind of person that I am, not because of what I do.
As if one could know the good a person is capable of, when one doesn't know the bad he might do.
It is futile to judge a kind deed by its motives. Kindness can become its own motive. We are made kind by being kind.
People don't necessarily do evil deeds because they want to; people happen to do something with horrible consequences even if they meant to be kind.
Often, what allows someone to behave heroically in dire circumstances is unpalatable in day-to-day life.
One can't be kind to one person and cruel to another.
It is only after one is in trouble that one realizes how little sympathy and kindness there are in the world.