Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow for other's good, and melt at other's woe.
Africa, your sufferings have been the theme that has arrested & engaged my heart.
Many think they have a kind heart who have only weak nerves.
He watched and wept and prayed and felt for all
Deep in my heart, I care about social-justice warriors.
You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.
Pity melts the mind to love.
Pity swells the tide of love.
The condition of the wounded touched my heart deeply.
A feeling heart is a blessing that no one, who has it, would be without; and it is a moral security of innocence; since the heart that is able to partake of the distress of another, cannot wilfully give it.
