Quotes about Caring

Godfulness is simply recognizing the primacy of a presence of love, spaciousness, grace, generativity, caring, and creativity in the world and in myself.  How can a mere financial crisis compare to that?  The Generative Mystery cannot go bankrupt.  It is not subject to scarcity. We never run out of God.

Where are you making for?  This is the question of our time. What is our vision?  What kind of world do we want, for ourselves, for our children, for our children's children?  What kind of world do we want for the fish and the birds, the beasts and the insects, the forests and the meadows, the crops that feed us and the flowers that bring us beauty?  I believe we want to create a world large enough to be a soul home for us and for all beings, loving and large enough to give expression to the soul of the world itself, spacious and whole enough to express the lengths of God.  And I believe we can.  The capacity to do so is innate in us.  If affairs are soul size, we can meet them because we are soul size, too.

Love implies anger. The man who is angered by nothing cares about nothing.

"Sometimes people put up walls, not to keep people away, but to see who cares enough to tear those walls down."

Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot,
Nothing is going to get better. It's not.

Fact is, the work place to a great extent is "where we live." We need star accountants. Boffo saleswomen. Over-the-top creatives in marketing and new product development. And so on. But, since we're effectively talking about "where we live," good sense and good business and "good" engagement throughout the "supply chain," from vendor's vendor to customer's customer, we would benefit mightily—including on the P & L—if we insisted (!) on: "Pleasant." "Caring." "Engaged."

We have stopped for a moment to encounter each other, to meet, to love, to share.  This is a precious moment, but it is transient.  It is a little parenthesis in eternity.  If we share with caring, lightheartedness and love, we will create abundance and joy for each other.  And then this moment will have been worthwhile.

I believe our greatest shame is the neglect of our country's children.  The child you don't help today, may grow into the monster that rapes your daughter, sister, mother or shoots a family member for drug money. 

One can always be kind to people about whom one cares nothing.

The barrier to change is not too little caring; it is too much complexity.

To turn caring into action, we need to see a problem, see a solution, and see the impact. But complexity blocks all three steps.

Don't judge a man until you have walked two moons in his moccasins.

Act genially in the
face of rancor.
You may be the only
angel in that person’s life.

Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.

When we see the news stories which portray the plight of starving around the globe, we all ache inside for them. Each of us may have a different view as to how they can be helped, but we all care.

Caring for others is the basis of worldly success.

When some state or other offered Alexander a part of its territory and half of all its property he told them that 'he hadn't come to Asia with the intention of accepting whatever they cared to give him, but of letting them keep whatever he chose to leave them.' Philosophy, likewise, tells all other occupations: 'It's not my intention to accept whatever time is leftover from you; you shall have, instead, what I reject.' Give your whole mind to her.

Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.

Blessings be with them, and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares!- The Poets, who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays.

She gave me eyes, she gave me ears; And humble cares, and delicate fears; A heart, the fountain of sweet tears; And love and thought and joy.

The cares of today are seldom those of tomorrow; and when we lie down at night we may safely say to most of our troubles, "Ye have done your worst, and we shall see you no more."

Again and again I therefore admonish my students in Europe and America: Don't aim at success - the more you aim at it and make it a target, the more you are going to miss it. For success, like happiness, cannot be pursued; it must ensue, and it only does so as the unintended side effect of one's personal dedication to a cause greater than oneself or as the by-product of one's surrender to a person other than oneself. Happiness must happen, and the same holds for success: you have to let it happen by not caring about it. I want you to listen to what your conscience commands you to do and go on to carry it out to the best of your knowledge. Then you will live to see that in the long-run - in the long-run, I say! - success will follow you precisely because you had forgotten to think about it.

Cares melt when you kneel in your garden.

In a negotiation, he who cares less, wins.

If nobody smiled and nobody cheered And nobody helped along, If every man looked after himself And good things all went to the strong, If nobody cared just a little for you, And nobody thought about me, And we all stood alone in the battle of life, What a dreary old world this would be!

There are many who wait for their ships to come in, For their ships to come in from the sea. This question they ask as they watch and wait: "Will a ship come home to me?" The answer comes swift from a voyager old, A voyager weathered and gray: "Have you sent forth a craft with a cargo, friend? A craft that might some in today?" There are many who long for their ships to come in, That they from their cares may be free; But how could a ship come home to them When they've sent no craft to sea?

No one cares how much you know Until they know how much you care.

There is so much apathy in the world today . . . but who cares?

Once again your mind explodes with a searing pain. A floodgate of memories bursts wide. Yet it is her face that keeps haunting you. Always her face. Who is she? Then things begin to crystallize. You remember your funeral. Begging and pleading for someone to release you from the darkness. You're not dead. You can't be. Then you feel her presence. Warm, caring, soothing. But somewhere deep inside she feels empty now. She has no reason. No meaning. No soul. But your soul lives. While her's is dying.

To preserve our independence, we must not let our rulers load us with perpetual debt. We must take our choice between economy and liberty, or profusion and servitude. If we run into such debts, we must be taxed in our meat and drink, in our necessities and in our comforts, in our labors and in our amusements. If we can prevent the government from wasting the labor of the people under the pretense of caring for them, they will be happy.

I place economy among the first and important virtues, and public debt as the greatest of dangers. To preserve our independence, we must not let our rulers load us with perpetual debt. We must make our choice between economy and liberty, or profusion and servitude. If we can prevent the government from wasting the labors of the people under the pretense of caring for them, they will be happy.