I guess I'm kind of interested in that elusive search for a bond between life and work and between compassion and competitiveness. There's always something at the end you have to find to live a full life, but it's hard to find.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I try to show compassion to people I come into contact with and try to put good out, as much good as I can. But that's my life; that's not my work. With my work, my job is to walk in another man's shoes.
Compassion is sometimes the fatal capacity for feeling what it is like to live inside somebody else's skin. It is the knowledge that there can never really be any peace and joy for me until there is peace and joy finally for you too.
It's hard to practice compassion when we're struggling with our authenticity or when our own worthiness is off-balance.
Compassion is the key to living outside the confines of your lower self.
If you are fortunate in life, age and knowledge breed compassion.
Compassion is a practically acquired knowledge, like dancing. You must do it and practice diligently day by day.
Competition is such a virtue, and everybody's so busy competing, they have no time for compassion.
When we're looking for compassion, we need someone who is deeply rooted, is able to bend and, most of all, embraces us for our strengths and struggles.
If we want to create a viable, peaceful world, we've got to integrate compassion into the gritty realities of 21st century life.
I don't really think about doing something kind, I think there's just a way to conduct your daily life with compassion to other people.