Mercy Quotes

“Take lightly what you hear about individuals. We need not distort trust for our paltry little political agendas. We tend to trust soulless, carried information more than we trust soulful human beings; but really most people aren't so bad once you sit down and have an honest, one-on-one conversation with them, once, with an open heart, you listen to their explanations as to why they act the way they act, or say what they say, or do what they do.”
― Criss Jami, Healology

“He already bore. And yet he rains down his mercy and goodness on us daily.”
― Lin Wilder, Plausible Liars: A Dr. Lindsey McCall Medical Mystery 5

“Every day my conscience makes confession relying on the hope of Your mercy as more to be trusted than its own innocence.”
― St. Augustine of Hippo, Confessions

“Wisdom is nothing more than the marriage of intelligence and compassion.

And, as with all good unions, it takes much experience and time to reach its widest potential.

Have you introduced your intellect to your compassion yet? Be careful; lately, intellect has taken to eating in front of the TV and compassion has taken in too many cats.”
― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

“Gamaliel regarded me with neither judgment nor pity—a mercy for which I was profoundly grateful.”
― Lin Wilder, My Name is Saul: A Novel of the Ancient World

“She said, "You're a warrior. So how do you kill without rage?"
"In compassion. Because of necessity." Hrahima set the empty water bowl back in Samarkar's hands. "The same way you carry water.”
― Elizabeth Bear, Range of Ghosts

“I deserted the world and sought solitude because I became tired of rendering courtesy to those multitudes who believe that humility is a sort of weakness, and mercy a kind of cowardice, and snobbery a form of strength.”
― Kahlil Gibran, Treasury of Kahlil Gibran (Volume 0)

“Oh, I know, I know that heart, that wild but grateful heart, gentlemen of the jury! It will bow before your mercy; it thirsts for a great and loving action, it will melt and mount upwards. There are souls which, in their limitation, blame the whole world. But subdue such a soul with mercy, show it love, and it will curse its past, for there are many good impulses in it. Such a heart will expand and see that God is merciful and that men are good and just. He will be horror-stricken; he will be crushed by remorse and the vast obligation laid upon him henceforth. And he will not say then, 'I am quits,' but will say, 'I am guilty in the sight of all men and am more unworthy than all.' With tears of penitence and poignant, tender anguish, he will exclaim: 'Others are better than I, they wanted to save me, not to ruin me!”
― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

“I am Kian.”
“Mercy ” she replied. Swallowing hard she forced her gaze away from him. She was being too bold in her perusal but she could not stop looking at
him.
“Kindness ” he whispered. Their eyes locked and Mercy felt a jolt of some foreign but not unwelcome sensation pierce her. “I could use some of you”
he said thoughtfully as his cool gaze devoured her. “Most definitely I could use you.”
He rose and walked around the pond perusing her body as he came to stand beside her. “The milk of human kindness how sweet the taste.”
He actually licked his lips and Mercy shivered her core heating and wetting. Then he lowered himself until they were eye to eye.
“I believe I could drink you dry.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Lust

“In the violent scorn of her revolted pride, of her indignant honor, had she forgotten a lowlier yet harder duty left undone?
In her contempt and dread of yielding to mere amorous weakness had she stifled and denied the cry of pity, the cry of conscience?
To suffer woes which hope thinks infinite. To forgive wrongs darker than death or night. To defy power which seems omnipotent. To love and live to hope till hope creates from it's own wreck the thing it contemplates. Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent.
This had been the higher, diviner way which she had missed, this obligation from the passion of the past which she had left unfulfilled, unaccepted.
Now the misgiving arose in her whether she had mistaken arrogance for duty; whether, cleaving so closely to honor she had forgotten the obligation of mercy.”
― Ouida

“There is your car and the open road, the fabled lure of random adventure. You stand at the verge, and you could become anything. Your future shifts and warps with your smallest step, your shitty little whims. The man you will become is at your mercy.”
― Dan Chaon, Stay Awake

“The image titled “The Homeless, Psalm 85:10,” featured on the cover of ELEMENTAL, can evoke multiple levels of response. They may include the spiritual in the form of a studied meditation upon the multidimensional qualities of the painting itself; or an extended contemplation of the scripture in the title, which in the King James Bible reads as follows: “Mercy and truth are met together; righteousness and peace have kissed each other.” The painting can also inspire a physical response in the form of tears as it calls to mind its more earth-bound aspects; namely, the very serious plight of those who truly are homeless in this world, whether born into such a condition, or forced into it by poverty or war.”
― Aberjhani, Elemental: The Power of Illuminated Love

“Once, I remember, Father Abbot said that our purpose is justice, and with God lies the privilege of mercy. But even God, when he intends mercy, needs tools to his hand.”
― Ellis Peters, Dead Man's Ransom

“The conscious attempt to be a good person without Christ is as legalistic as an attempt to make it into Heaven through empty religiosity.”
― Criss Jami, Killosophy

“Fame is not the reason why brands are created and erected. Be diligent, focused and chain unceasing prayers to God who will continue giving you cheers.”
― Israelmore Ayivor, Shaping the dream

“A solemn day. Barring a stay by Sup Ct, & with my final nod, Utah will use most extreme power & execute a killer. Mourn his victims. Justice.

[...] I just gave the go ahead to Corrections Director to proceed with Gardner's execution. May God grant him the mercy he denied his victims.

[...] We will be streaming live my press conference as soon as I'm told Gardner is dead. Watch it at www.attorneygeneral.Utah.gov/live.html.”
― Mark L. Shurtleff

“Nay, in many cases open denials of prayer prove the most excellent answers, and God's not hearing us is the most signal audience. Therefore at the foot of every prayer subscribe "thy will be done," and thou shalt enjoy preventing mercies that thou never soughtest, and converting mercies to change all for the best, resting confident in this, that having asked according to his will he heareth thee.”
― Samuel Lee, The Bible And The Closet Or How We May Read The Scriptures With The Most Spiritual Profit: And Secret Prayer Successfully Managed

“[The] self overcoming of justice: one knows the beautiful name it has given itself--mercy...”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, On the Genealogy of Morals / Ecce Homo

“No, no; I will tell you everything as God knows it. I will tell you no falsehood; I will tell you the exact truth. What should I do else? I used to think I could never be wicked. I thought of wicked people as if they were a long way off me. Since then I have been wicked. I have felt wicked. And everything has been a punishment to me—all the things I used to wish for—it is as if they had been made red-hot. The very daylight has often been a punishment to me. Because—you know—I ought not to have married. That was the beginning of it. I wronged some one else. I broke my promise. I meant to get pleasure for myself, and it all turned to misery. I wanted to make my gain out of another’s loss—you remember?—it was like roulette—and the money burned into me. And I could not complain. It was as if I had prayed that another should lose and I should win. And I had won, I knew it all—I knew I was guilty. When we were on the sea, and I lay awake at night in the cabin, I sometimes felt that everything I had done lay open without excuse—nothing was hidden—how could anything be known to me only?—it was not my own knowledge, it was God’s that had entered into me, and even the stillness—everything held a punishment for me—everything but you. I always thought that you would not want me to be punished—you would have tried and helped me to be better. And only thinking of that helped me. You will not change—you will not want to punish me now?”
― George Eliot, Daniel Deronda

“For some semitropical reason
when the rains fall
relentlessly they fall
into swimming pools, these otherwise
bright and scary
arachnids. They can swim
a little, but not for long
and they can’t climb the ladder out.
They usually drown—but
if you want their favor,
if you believe there is justice,
a reward for not loving
the death of ugly
and even dangerous (the eel, hog snake,
rats) creatures, if
you believe these things, then
you would leave a lifebuoy
or two in your swimming pool at night.
And in the morning
you would haul ashore
the huddled, hairy survivors
and escort them
back to the bush, and know,
be assured that at least these saved,
as individuals, would not turn up
again someday
in your hat, drawer,
or the tangled underworld
of your socks, and that even—
when your belief in justice
merges with your belief in dreams—
they may tell the others
in a sign language
four times as subtle
and complicated as man’s
that you are good,
that you love them,
that you would save them again.”
― Thomas Lux, New and Selected Poems, 1975-1995

“Yes, do as you would be done by—and not to the dark man and the white woman alone, but to the sorrel horse and the gray squirrel as well; not to creatures of your own anatomy only, but to all creatures. You cannot go high enough nor low enough nor far enough to find those whose bowed and broken beings will not rise up at the coming of the kindly heart, or whose souls will not shrink and darken at the touch of inhumanity.
Live and let live. Do more. Live and help live. Do to beings below you as you would be done by beings above you. Pity the tortoise, the katydid, the wild-bird, and the ox. Poor, undeveloped, untaught creatures! Into their dim and lowly lives strays of sunshine little enough, though the fell hand of man be never against them. They are our fellow-mortals. They came out of the same mysterious womb of the past, are passing through the same dream, and are destined to the same melancholy end, as we ourselves. Let us be kind and merciful to them.”
― J. Howard Moore, Universal Kinship

“I reckon mercy don’t ever go unrewarded – just maybe not in the way you expect.”
― Lloyd Mullins, A Rare and Dangerous Beast

“In Islam, you can know God is with you through signs like feeling a sense of ease and guidance in performing righteous deeds, a strong connection to worship, a heart filled with compassion and mercy, and by observing His signs in creation. The clearest sign is a consistent and complete adherence to the teachings of the Prophet Muhammad (Sunnah).”
― Sheikh Gulzar-------How do I know that God is with me

“I am in your debt, Majesty. Your mercy knows no bounds."

"Oh, be sure and certain it does, Chevalier"’ The Empress gazed out upon the map of the empire, her voice hard as iron. "Our mercy is quite at its limits.”
― Jay Kristoff, Empire of the Vampire

“يُزعم أن الفهم ضروري للحب، لكنني لطالما اعتقدت أن الرحمة أكثر ضرورة؛ لذلك، أختار الرحمة.
جيني حسين علي
It is claimed that understanding is required for love, but I have always believed that mercy is more required; thus, I choose showing mercy
By: Jenny Hussien Ali.”
― Jenny Hussien Ali

“salvation = given, not earned”
― Manuel Corazzari

“Justice without mercy was tyranny, and mercy without justice was lawlessness. Yahweh had created both to work together, for his glory and for our good”
― Connilyn Cossette, A Light on the Hill

“Mercy, without judgment, teaches monsters where to return.”
― H.S. Crow, Lunora

“If I'm helping to kill people in the districts, how is it any better than helping to kill them in the Hunger Games?" asked Sejanus.”
― Suzanne Collins, The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

“We can bring kindling to our own burning, but not one flower to the garland of our salvation.”
― Thomas Watson, The Art of Divine Contentment