Compassion Quote by Vernor Vinge

“My mauma was shrewd. She didn’t get any reading and writing like me. Everything she knew came from living on the scarce side of…

— Sue Monk Kidd

“She was fierce in the presence of death, heroic even, as she was at no other time. Its threat gave her direction, clarity, audacity.”

— Toni Morrison

“She was resting at a table between numbers in the Greek nightclub where she was dancing. A little of the stage light touched her.…

— Denis Johnson

“Every bitter joule of rage had been converted into speed. She was empty. There was no pain. The air whistled past her ears. She…

— Chris Cleave

“Poor Jo tried desperately to be good, but her bosom enemy was always ready to flame up and defeat her, and it took years…

— Louisa May Alcott

“In the beginning, she had hauted me, haunted my dreams, but even now, just weeks later, she was slipping away, falling apart in my…

— John Green

“Only now, in rhythmic waves, was she struck by her stupidity, her blindness, her estheronautiness , and, above all, her longing, the insult of…

— David Grossman

“The four of them stared at me. Half an hour ago we were strangers and I was beating the crap out of them; now…

— Jonathan Maberry

“Most of being young, she had always thought, was playing a game of elimination with an army of different selves until you settled on…

— Ted Thompson

“She turned away. Behind them lay pain and death and fear; ahead of them lay doubt, and danger, and fathomless mysteries. But they weren’t…

— Philip Pullman

“The tide of her exhilaration drained from her, leaving her exhausted and heartsick. She would have bound the entire city, made them all into…

— Helene Wecker

“She was like a reprieve; like Eurydice, gifted back to Orpheus from the darkness for a brief miraculous moment. I wanted, so intensely it…

— Tana French